Live Your Dreams

LYRICS BY KELL MARTIN AND DAN ARNESON

 
 

Four o’clock, middle of the day
He’s still asleep, stacking up with bills to pay
The world is moving on outside the door
And everyone’s asking: What you waiting for?

A life without purpose, cold and lost
Your job’s a fucking circle that never stops
Town’s going to be your burying place
A shallow grave as a waste of space

Minutes and minutes, ‘till you wither within
And maybe on his deathbed it finally hits him
The world went on ‘cause you stopped taking chances
Getting laughed at is a price to make it

And the beautiful angels come dressed as devils
A turn in the road could come fast
And the popular girl could be an inner rebel
You never know until you take that chance

It’s your life
Do what you want to do
Do what you have to do
Destroy your own fears

Live your dreams
Do what you have to do
Do what you want to do
Destroy your own fears

Live your dreams

A drop of blood running down her lips
Another discussion for who gets the kids
And if she’s got to go through another job like this
She swears to God she’ll fucking slit her wrists

35 years at home wasting life
3.5 kids and a husband with no wife
He’s out night after night with his so-called job
But your mom never told you that marriage is hard

Flashback, back to the peak of youth
Just like an angel with nothing to lose
You never realised with so much to give
Not daring to leap is not daring to live

Back to the present on a chair in the kitchen
A picture perfect into a perfect prison
She locked herself in by never believing
That her secret goals were worth the dreaming

It’s your life
Do what you want to do
Do what you have to do
Destroy your own fears

Live your dreams
Do what you have to do
Do what you want to do
Destroy your own fears

Live your dreams

He could run the course like Flash
But beat up any kid in the school who read the comic
Would lock nerds in the locker
And girls dropped their number as he walked by

Then one night driving home from practise
Got his head split open wide in traffic
Broken rib cage in a twist of fate
Just another victim of road rage

They tried to get him back to his old ways
Should have left him to die in cold space
Now his so-called friends would call him Two-Face
‘Cause when he smiled it only reached halfway

Eventually found his way back to his dreams
Grew up to be part of a paramedic team
The irony of life, I guess
Everyone has to make their own bets

It’s your life
Do what you want to do
Do what you have to do
Destroy your own fears

Live your dreams
Do what you have to do
Do what you want to do
Destroy your own fears

Live your dreams

Live your dreams