"Worse Things" lyrics
Southall Lyrics
When my day gives way to dusk
And I turn from "is" to "was"
When my heart stops pumping blood
And dust returns to dust
It's wasted time spent arguing with nature
None of us could stop it if we tried
The ending is a part of every story
It's just a simple fact of life
This old shell was always headed for the grave
You risk it just by walking out your door
All-in-all we only get so many days
It's a privilege to leave here wanting more
And they say that it's all over but the crying
But there's worse things in this life than dying
When my day gives way to dusk
And I turn from is to was
When my heart stops pumping blood
And dust returns to dust
It's a mystery beyond all comprehension
But the pain is just as real as it could be
There's beauty to the fleetingness of living
There's beauty in a sense of urgency
This old shell was always headed for the grave
You risk it just by walking out your door
All-in-all we only get so many days
It's a privilege to leave here wanting more
And they say that it's all over but the crying
But there's worse things in this life than dying
This old shell was always headed for the grave
You risk it just by walking out your door
All-in-all we only get so many days
It's a privilege to leave here wanting more
And they say that it's all over but the crying
But there's worse things in this life than dying
"And when it comes my time to go, just remember this old shell is of no importance. You have worked hard and are deserving of many good things. And my prayer is that you live a full rich life and meet me up in the skies. You and your precious ones, which are precious to me also."
And I turn from "is" to "was"
When my heart stops pumping blood
And dust returns to dust
It's wasted time spent arguing with nature
None of us could stop it if we tried
The ending is a part of every story
It's just a simple fact of life
This old shell was always headed for the grave
You risk it just by walking out your door
All-in-all we only get so many days
It's a privilege to leave here wanting more
And they say that it's all over but the crying
But there's worse things in this life than dying
When my day gives way to dusk
And I turn from is to was
When my heart stops pumping blood
And dust returns to dust
It's a mystery beyond all comprehension
But the pain is just as real as it could be
There's beauty to the fleetingness of living
There's beauty in a sense of urgency
This old shell was always headed for the grave
You risk it just by walking out your door
All-in-all we only get so many days
It's a privilege to leave here wanting more
And they say that it's all over but the crying
But there's worse things in this life than dying
This old shell was always headed for the grave
You risk it just by walking out your door
All-in-all we only get so many days
It's a privilege to leave here wanting more
And they say that it's all over but the crying
But there's worse things in this life than dying
"And when it comes my time to go, just remember this old shell is of no importance. You have worked hard and are deserving of many good things. And my prayer is that you live a full rich life and meet me up in the skies. You and your precious ones, which are precious to me also."
