David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

Song#: 20

Album
Name of Song: Is dying sorta like this

It’s sometimes so uncomfortable,
The losing of control,
Of course I’ve gotten used to it,
Just feels different now I’m old.

Many things feel different now,
Harder just to grasp,
Some things I used to do with ease
now seem a daunting task.

Chorus
Is dying sorta like this,
Where you slowly fade away,
Into a another airy world
where there’s no more night and day.
Or do we never leave this grind
and instinctively return,
To give ourself another chance
to live and love and learn.
______

It’s sometimes so uncomfortable,
The losing of control,
Of course I’ve gotten used to it,
Just feels different now I’m old.

Many things feel different now,
Harder just to grasp,
Some things I used to do with ease
now seem a daunting task.

Chorus
Is dying sorta like this,
Where you slowly fade away,
Into a another airy world
where there’s no more night and day.
Or do we never leave this grind
and instinctively return,
To give ourself another chance
to live and love and learn.
______

It’s sometimes so uncomfortable,
The losing of control,
Of course I’ve gotten used to it,
Just feels different now I’m old.

Many things feel different now,
Harder just to grasp,
Some things I used to do with ease
now seem a daunting task.

Chorus
Is dying sorta like this,
Where you slowly fade away,
Into a another eery world
where no more night and day.
Or do we never leave this grind
and instinctively return,
To give ourself another chance
to live and love and learn.
______

Bridge
Look into a mirror,
Perceive right through your eyes,
Feel your beauty and your love,
That’s you but sorta shy.
You’ve always been such beauty,
Existing outside time,
Feeling everything around,
So truly one of a kind.
______

It’s sometimes so uncomfortable,
The losing of control,
Of course I’ve gotten used to it,
Just feels different now I’m old.

Many things feel different now,
Harder just to grasp,
Some things I used to do with ease
now seem a daunting task.

Chorus
Is dying sorta like this,
Where you slowly fade away,
Into a another eery world
where no more night and day.
Or do we never leave this grind
and instinctively return,
To give ourself another chance
to live and love and learn.
______

It’s sometimes so uncomfortable,
The losing of control,
Of course I’ve gotten used to it,
Just feels different now I’m old.

Many things feel different now,
Harder just to grasp,
Some things I used to do with ease
now seem a daunting task.

Chorus
Is dying sorta like this,
Where you slowly fade away,
Into a another eery world
where no more night and day.
Or do we never leave this grind
and instinctively return,
To give ourself another chance
to live and love and learn.
______

It’s sometimes so uncomfortable,
The losing of control,
Of course I’ve gotten used to it,
Just feels different now I’m old.

Many things feel different now,
Harder just to grasp,
Some things I used to do with ease
now seem a daunting task.

Chorus
Is dying sorta like this,
Where you slowly fade away,
Into a another eery world
where no more night and day.
Or do we never leave this grind
and instinctively return,
To give ourself another chance
to live and love and learn.
______

Look into a mirror,
Perceive right through your eyes,
Feel your beauty and your love,
That’s you but sorta shy.

You’ve always been such beauty,
Existing outside time,
Feeling everything around,
So truly one of a kind.
________

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