
"Life"
Moonlit ‘50s slow-jam Lo-fi Chillwave Dream-Pop doo-wop: dreamy Rhodes, tribal drums, brushed snare, upright bass, Hardanger Fiddle & Mandolin, ‘80s-tinged guitar. Tender yet tense, romantic vocals,

"Life"
Moonlit ‘50s slow-jam Lo-fi Chillwave Dream-Pop doo-wop: dreamy Rhodes, tribal drums, brushed snare, upright bass, Hardanger Fiddle & Mandolin, ‘80s-tinged guitar. Tender yet tense, romantic vocals,
Lyrics
[B: ballad-like melody]:
Life's a show
And we all play our parts
And when the music starts
We open up our hearts.
It's all right
If some things come out wrong
We'll sing a happy song
And you can sing along.
changes to a harsh hard-rock tune with lots of electric guitar
[B]:
Where there's life
There's hope
Every day's
A gift
Wishes can
Come true
Whistle while
You work
So hard
All day
Back to the original ballad melody
[B]: To be like other girls.
To fit in in this glittering world.
Don't give me songs.
[G]: She needs backup. Anya, Tara.
[B]: Don't give me songs.
[B]:
Give me something to sing about.
[A/T]:
Ahhhhh...
[B]:
I need something to sing about.
[A/T]:
Ahhhhh...
[B]:
Life's a song
You don't get to rehearse.
And every single verse
Can make it that much worse.
Still my friends
Don't know why I ignore
The million things or more
I should be dancing for.
Back to the hard-rock tune
[B]:
All the joy
Life sends
Family
And friends
All the twists
And bends
Knowing that
It ends
Well that
Depends
Back to the ballad melody
[B]:
On if they let you go
On if they know enough to know
That when you've bowed
You leave the crowd.
[B]:
There was no pain
No fear, no doubt
Till they pulled me out
Of Heaven.
So that's my refrain.
I live in Hell
'Cause I've been expelled
From Heaven
I think I was in Heaven
So give me something to sing about.
Please
Give me something...
[S]:
Life's not a song
Life isn't bliss
Life is just this
It's living
You'll get along
The pain that you feel
You only can heal
By living
You have to go one living
So one of us is living.
[D]: The hardest thing in this world ... is to live in it.
[S]:
What a lot of fun
You guys have been real swell
And there's not a one
Who can say this ended well
All those secrets you've been concealing
Say you're happy now,
Once more with feeling.
Now I gotta run
See you all...
[S]: ...in heeeeeeell!
[D]:
Where do we go ... from here?
[B/S]:
Where do we go ... from here?
[G]:
The battle's done
And we kind of won
[G/T]:
So we sound our victory cheer
Where do we go from here?
[A/X]:
Why is the path unclear
When we know home is near?
[ALL]:
Understand we'll go hand in hand
But we'll walk alone in fear.
[G]:
Tell me!
[ALL]:
Where do we go from here?
When does the end appear?
[S]: Bugger this.
[ALL]:
When do the trumpets cheer?
The curtains close on a kiss, god knows
[ALL: faintly]: we can tell the end is near.
[B]: Hey.
[ALL: faintly]: Where do we go from here?
Where Do We Go From Here.
[S]: You should go back inside. Finish the big group sing. Get your kum-ba-yayas out.
[B]: I don't want to.
[S]: The day you suss out what you do want, there'll probably be a parade. Seventy-six bloody trombones.
[B]: Spike...
[S]: Look, you don't have to say anything.
[B: sings]: I touch the fire and it freezes me
[S: sings]: I died...
[B: S]:
I look into it and it's black
This isn't real
But I just want to feel
So many years ago.
But you can make me
Feel
[ALL: singing]: Where do we go from here?
