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timothy welbeck - life is beautiful lyrics

verse 1
i remember the days when i was just a younger lad/more than a decade before
i ventured to undergrad/when my days were filled with he-man and thundercats/at times when i wonder back, i want them back/because this life’s not what it used to be/when we were little kids, katherine, it was you and me/no matter what we down, no matter how it happened/it was me and you, tim and katherine/i remember them bringing you home/i’ve got the date remembered/when mom and dad said, “you’ve got a baby sister/love and encourage her when you’re playing with her/and when this life is difficult, face it with her”/our days were simpler/we would go and play: tag, mother may i, and roller skate/and ride our bikes all over the place/we let no ray of sunshine go to waste—those were days

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life is so beautiful, life is so beautiful (repeat)

verse 2
i remember the days, we were babes, smaller in number/when each and everyday that would fall in the summer/found us glued to televisions, or wallowed in slumber/was life really simpler then, i bother to wonder/because even in days when happy meals were in every car ride and g.i. joe was the way that our day would start right/this world we lived still came upon its hard times/we just only looked as far as the days of our lives/i mean all the way up until ’93, the bulk of all of our sibling rivalries were fights to watch more television than the eye should see (our lives were sweet)/we were still old enough to play hide and seek around the second time we heard the letters h.i.v./it wasn’t magic, it was closer than we’d like to see/when our uncle told us, “this time it’s me”/we learned that this life could leave as relatives died in threes/they left us within months of each other/leaving us at home to struggle and wonder/should we have been seeing those months in the summer/we had no fear of death, but wondered what would become us

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verse 3
i’m told the tragedy of life isn’t the pace of its ending/but lies more in the fact of how we wait to begin it/for the sake of making a living, men will forsake that they’re living/and glory in the days that they were misbehaving as children/looking back to the future/praying the past occurs presently/ignoring the gift of the present as flirt on dates with destiny/we unearth our legacy as we move at this reckless speed/working our fingers to the bone, so it’s in death we rest in peace/scheduling meetings after meetings, appointments, agendas/we miss the beauty of this life when the point is its splendor/this life is beautiful, and though time is moving slow/it’s still moving too swiftly for any of you to hold/and we say that about the future as it moves at it blessed pace/knowing that today was tomorrow yesterday/that makes today a gift, that’s why we call it the present day/and of a truth that’s why the elders never neglect to say/”carpe diem, forget what becomes of what we’ve done/for in truth, life is beautiful, death is peaceful—it’s the transition that’s troublesome”/and it troubles some at last when we prevail and then we grasp/this life is a test we’ll continue to fail until we p-ss—on…

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