It’s just the story of a father
And his father and his son
And everything we’ve ever done

You’ve mentioned that I’m crazy
You won’t hear me disagree
No one knows better than me

And I’m not gonna lie
There’s only one thing on my mind:
To live forever or die trying
‘Cause every day just keeps disappearing in the blink of an eye
And I’ve got no time for photographs
Yeah, I tore every one in half
There’s just today, and I gotta get busy

And the stories of our fathers
Become the stories of our sons
It’s just how it’s always been done

So there’s only one conclusion
I imagine you’ll agree
The whole thing’s as crazy as me

And I’m not gonna lie
There’s only one thing on my mind:
To live forever or die trying
‘Cause every day just keeps disappearing in the blink of an eye
And I’ve got no time for photographs
Yeah, I tore every one in half
There’s just today, and I gotta get busy

Don’t sell your soul
For less than you owe
Of all ways to go
Ain’t no way back home down that road

Don’t sell your soul
For less than you owe
More than you know
All of this has gotten me thinking…

When all of this is over
Fly my ashes to the sky
And just let ‘em fall from on high

Like a dream of summer weather
I’ll be blowing with the leaves
Forever a part of the breeze

And then I’ll be the truth
I’ll be all we always knew but never really understood
I’ll be somewhere regardless of place and on the outside of time
And I’ll redraw every photograph
Yeah, no more carving up the past
Just every day
No time to get busy