I know a girl who was schooled in Manhatten
She reads dusty books and learns phrases in Latin
She is an author or maybe a poet
A genius, but it's just this world doesn't know it
She works on her novel most every day
If you laugh, she will say...
Seize the day, seize whatever you can
'Cause life slips away just like hourglass sand
Seize the day, pray for Grace from God's hand
And nothing can stand in your way
Seize the day
I know a man who's been doing some thinking
He's as bitter and cold as the whiskey he's drinking
He's talking 'bout fear, 'bout chances not taken
If you listen to him, you can hear his heart breakin'
He says "One day you're a boy, and the next day you're dead
I wish way back when someone had said..."
Well, one thing I've noticed wherever I wander
Everyone's got a dream they can follow or squander
You can do what you will with the days you are given
I'm trying to spend mine on the business of living
So we're playing our songs off of any old stage
You can laugh if you want, I'll still say...