Live Like You Were Dying
He said"I was in my early fortiesWith a lot of life before meAnd a moment came that stopped me on a dimeI spent most of the next daysLooking at the x-raysTalkin' 'bout the optionsAnd talkin' 'bout sweet time"I asked him"When it sank inThat this might really be the real endHow's it hit youWhen you get that kind of news?Man, what'd you do?"
He said"I went skydivingI went Rocky Mountain climbingI went 2.7 seconds on a bull named FumanchuAnd I loved deeperAnd I spoke sweeterAnd I gave forgiveness I'd been denying"And he said"Someday I hope you get the chanceTo live like you were dying"
He said"I was finally the husbandThat most of the time I wasn'tAnd I became a friend a friend would like to haveAnd all of a sudden going fishin'Wasn't such an impositionAnd I went three times that year I lost my dadI finally read the Good Book, and ITook a good, long, hard lookAt what I'd do if I could do it all againAnd then
I went skydivingI went Rocky Mountain climbingI went 2.7 seconds on a bull named FumanchuAnd I loved deeperAnd I spoke sweeterAnd I gave forgiveness I'd been denying"And he said"Someday I hope you get the chanceTo live like you were dyingLike tomorrow was a giftAnd you've got eternityTo think aboutWhat you'd do with itWhat could you do with itWhat did I do with it?What would I do with it?
SkydivingI went Rocky mountain climbingI went 2.7 seconds on a bull named FumanchuAnd I loved deeperAnd I spoke sweeterAnd I watched an eagle as it was flying"And he said"Someday I hope you get the chanceTo live like you were dyingTo live like you were dyingTo live like you were dying"