[Verse] The crow sits high on a crooked wire Whistlin’ songs from a churchyard choir The wind It laughs And pulls through the trees Life’s got a way of getting what it needs [Verse 2] A gambler's hands shake at the dice A wedding ring lost in a field of ice Farmers plant seeds that may never grow The harvest is time And it comes slow [Chorus] That’s life The pendulum swingin’ A tightrope walk with a church bell ringin’ One step forward Two steps back Chasin’ the ghost Losin’ the track [Verse 3] A pocket knife dull from lessons learned A letter unread In a fire it burned The moon cracks a smile The river bends The start looks a lot like the way it ends [Bridge] A fisherman’s net caught hope last week But hope found a hole right through the weave You can patch it with songs or a stitch of regret But the ocean keeps whisperin’ “Ain’t done yet.” [Verse 4] A jukebox hums in a roadside bar Where dreams dissolve in an old tip jar The highway whispers while the headlights fade Love’s just a name on a fading arcade
