Widespread Panic

Life As A Tree

Daydreams and nightlights

Chasin' what might be

Round every next corner

Who knows what we'll see

Maybe an old friend

Or a storefront reflection

Take a long brave look

At God's imperfection

Well there's a rock 'n roll star hero

What the hell does he know?

Different city each night

With a snake-oil freak show

Strollin babies do cry

And soldiers do and die

A mama of three

Feeds my mini-bar each night

It takes a lifetime to the middle

A half-life to the finish

Scattered moments like atoms

Some bonded, some free

We might bruise, we might lose

Maybe win, sometimes wonder

A tree never questions

His days as a seed

Well nobody's perfect

What fun would that be?

We make our own movies

And star in them too

Well it takes two to tango

And billions for the big dance

We're lucky if we find

Just some of them who are

Take all souls for who they are

And they might take us too

Cause life is too short

Not to dance in those shoes

It takes a lifetime to the middle

A half-life to the finish

Sacred moments like atoms

Some bonded, some free

Oh, my daddy once told me

Son, don't be a jackass

If you meet one, he's sleepwalking

Just let him be

It takes a lifetime to the middle

A half-life to the finish

Sacred moments like atoms

Some bonded, some free

We might bruise, we might lose

Maybe win, sometimes wonder

But this old guitar it never questions

Its life as a tree