ODAT
Album: Next Exit... Brigadoon
By: Stuart Chaseman
By: Stuart Chaseman
Duration
4:38
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Lyrics
ODAT I looked out my window this morning The new day had just begun I could still feel the scars of her memory And the damage it had done For so long I was searching for answers But I didn’t find any reason or rhyme Still I move on Living one day One day at a time If it’s true that my youth has been wasted On those days back when I was young If I could I would do it all different Rewrite every song I ever sung My whole life I craved a rich man’s treasures Now I can’t even spare a dime Still I march on living one day One day at a time I traveled a road that led nowhere And watched each yellow brick turn grey The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow Is sometimes nothing more than a jar of clay So I’ll wait for some sort of inspiration A moment of divine clarity Faith’s train will be leaving come morning But there’s no way to know its destiny On my knees I look towards the heavens Seeking some sort of sacred sign Until then I keep moving on Living one day One day at a time