My Chance To Live
Songwriters who are lost
Bathing in their nothingness
Poets I resent
When their words are filled with no substance
When we were in our youth we were looking for some truth
How could I sit mute and watch their pursuit?
I had to think deep and become resolute
(It was) my chance to live
My contribution
My chance to follow my dreams
And to give back to the world for all that I’ve received
(It was) my chance to live my chance to share with all that’s been so close to me
So find what you do and offer it too
That’s where it all begins
Songs can be a waste of time
If they haven’t inspired a single mind
With me I’ve always had a goal - to reach out and to touch the soul
Just invoke some inspiration. Not ego validation
So I had to live to keep my thinking positive with my music as my offering to give
(It was) my chance to live
My contribution
My chance to follow my dreams
And to give back to the world for all that I’ve received
(It was) my chance to live my chance to share with all that’s been so close to me
So find what you do and offer it too
That’s where it all begins
Won’t stay busy as I grow
Merely to fill my time, as I grow old
I want do design my actions
As an offering not a distraction
When ego’s in the way
I’ll be the one to pay
Not here to compete
That would make it too cheap
Had to go inside and dig real deep
(It was) my chance to live
My contribution
My chance to follow my dreams
And to give back to the world for all that I’ve received
(It was) my chance to live my chance to share with all that’s been so close to me
So find what you do and offer it too
That’s where it all begins