This Amazing Life

Come with me
I want to show you something
You don’t see
You’ve given up trying
Watch the leaves
Rustling in the wind
The summer breeze
That’s living and dying
Ah, Ah

Come with me
Remember when you were
So carefree
Laughing not crying
Spin around
And listen carefully
Can you hear the sound
Of living and dying

It’s amazing, it’s amazing,this amazing life
It’s amazing, it’s amazing, this amazing life

Come with me
Stop making it so hard
You can be
Laughing not crying
Nothing’s changed
Just got to recognise
That it’s a game
Of living and dying
Ah, Ah

It’s amazing, it’s amazing, this amazing life
it’s amazing, it’s amazing, this amazing life
It’s amazing, it’s amazing, this amazing life
It’s amazing, it’s amazing, this amazing life

Come on now baby please
Just look around
Look around it’s there
It’s good to feel alive
Feel alive, feel alive
This amazing life
It’s good to feel alive
Feel alive, feel alive
This amazing life
This amazing life
Relax it’s easy
relax it’s easy


Living and dying. That is it. I try not to think a lot about the whole dying part. No one seems to appreciate the value of death - and there are many, not just the one or super-obvious ones! No matter how you slice it, though, death is a part of life, not the other way around, and not as its own stand-alone thing. Everyone sees and recognises death. No one really truly seems to see life. It's easy enough to take for granted, like the mist in those pockets on Route 24; the gorgeous leaves across the street in October that line the park entrance; the beauty of a passing Monarch butterfly; the feeling of joy to see so many hot air balloons slowly fill out, then begin to rise up and then at some point part company with the ground and float majestically to the eastern horizon!

Everyday in my car I hear the sounds of others and I drown that out in great music. So I cease to be aware on the annoying levels the heaps of poor driving that run rampant along the trip in and homr from work. But I see things. The cuvature of the road, the trees, the skyline, the cloud formations (especially fascinating now with the air overripe with possibilities of storms). Who sees this any more? Not most of the commuters. Everyone is in a hurry but seems to go nowhere quickly.

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