Nuestra muerte es una realidad y vivimos, a veces, simplemente por obligación. Parece que sólo dejamos pasar los días por pura inercia, sumidos en la desidia y desilusión. Pero si no creemos (de verdad que no) estar aquí por casualidad, tenemos que vivir en el sentido menos estricto (así lo parece) de la palabra. Vivir como pocos lo hacen para darnos por completo en vida hasta que nos lleve la realidad.
Love (Reel To Real)
Everybody’s gotta live,
And everybody’s gunna die.
Everybody’s gotta live,
I think you know the reason why.
Sometimes the going gets so good.
Then again it gets pretty rough.
But when I have you in my arms baby,
You know I just cant, I just cant get enough.
Everybody’s gotta live,
And everybody’s gunna die.
Everybody’s gunna have a good time.
I think you, I think you know the reason why.
Somebody was standing on the corner yesterday baby.
He couldn’t hardly tie his shoes.
But he had a harmonica and a kirsch wrapped around his neck, and he sure could.
Sure could play it good.
Everybody’s gotta live,
And everybody’s gunna die.
Everybody’s gunna have a good time.
I think you know the reason why.
I feel like I’ve seen just about a million sunsets.
She said if…
