Story Behind The Song
Standing in line for coffee and paying for my gas in a small, fairly crowded store at about 6 AM after throwing newspapers, feeling mostly out of it, this song pops into my head.
Song Length |
4:09 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Still Alive
[Verse 1]
I?ve got a jet ski strapped to each of my feet;
With my briefcase and my smile I?m complete.
I just hope I do not take a dive.
While the business of life carries me forward
Over the wild waves and the wake of this hoard,
All I know is that I?m still alive.
[Chorus]
Gathering my crust of bread,
Doing what will keep me fed,
Flying on I shake my head,
And pray.
Humming to and from the hive,
Wake me up when I arrive,
All I know is that I?m still alive.
[Verse 2]
I?ve got an oil leak and some slippin? gears,
but with my fuel tank set for retirement years,
When I get there, maybe then I?ll thrive.
I cannot rest now, or shut my engines down,
I might not feel like movin? back toward town,
and movin?s all that tells me I?m alive.
[Chorus 2]
Gathering my crust of bread,
Soon my tires will have no tread,
Barreling, I shield my head,
And pray.
Humming to and from the hive,
Wake me up when I arrive.
All that I know is that I?m still alive.
[Chorus 3]
Gathering my crust of bread,
Be on time, just like I said,
Don?t even have time to dread the Day.
Humming in and out the hive,
Pile enough so I?ll survive,
All I know is that I?m still alive.
[Chorus 4]
Gathering my crust of bread,
Done to keep me from the dead.
Never mind my fun?ral bed today.
Humming ?round and ?round the hive,
Guess I don?t get off at five.
All I know is that I must survive.
[Chorus 5]
Gathering my crust of bread,
Try to stay one step ahead.
Sometimes wish I could just get away.
Humming to and from the hive,
Only gear I have is drive.
All I know is that I?m still alive.