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Music & Lyrics: Half-Life

 

Half-Life is about the life of one particular man and his story is his story.

    I’ve never performed this song in public, before a live audience and maybe I never will. I refuse to try to explain this song to any of my listeners. Whoever listens to it can draw their individual conclusions.

 

And dreams
of a half-life
on the moon
From somewhere or other
And driftin’ down
too fast — too soon
A copper leaf
begins to wither

And for a moment — hangs there
hoverin’ — on the edge
of ordinary time
Then breaks away
and drifts down
And now I find
well I find that I’m 
here
Wishin’ I was holdin’ you
there . . . in my arms
As I drift off to sleep
I know that
tomorrow
will only be
Just another day
And what more can I say?

The sorrows
of a tatter
in the wind
caught!!
kickin’ and dancin’
An echo that won’t resound again
There’re no second chances

But still I find, I linger here
watchin’ and waitin’
For what? I just can’t say.
Bathed in a phosphorescent Day-Glo
of swirlin’ neon colors
Radioactive particle decay

And wishin’ you were holdin’ me
here . . . in your arms
As I drift off to sleep
I know that
tomorrow
will only be
Just another day

And what more can I say?

And Autumn’s canticle
is on the rise
And I watch the world drift by
through dreamy eyes

Now Autumn’s steppes
have topped the steep
With measured tread
and frosty glance
that’s bound to stagger
Still, “we all have promises to keep
We drag ourselves along
and weep
our burning tears
into our frothy lager
But still I find, I linger here
watchin’ and waitin’
For what? I just can’t say.
Bathed in a phosphorescent Day-Glo
of swirlin’ neon colors
Radioactive particle decay

And wishin’ you were holdin’ me
here . . . in your arms
As I drift off to sleep
I know that
tomorrow
will only be
Just another day
And what more can I say?

The plunge
of a raindrop
through the storm
Blasted . . .
. . . then splattered
The renegade who can’t conform
As if had mattered

And wishin’ I was holdin’ you
there . . . in my arms
As I drift off to sleep
I know that
Tomorrow
will only be
Just another day

And what more can I say?

 

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