Make The Most - Brett Dennen

And in the morning, when I rise,
One question, it feels like the sun in my eyes,
Am I making the most of this life?
So much trouble and so much strife,
And in my guilty hour,
Through all of my shame,
When all my love is run sour,
I have no one else to blame,
Cause it finds me through the mask I wear,
And I see it through it my eyes closed,
But still I can not bare to stare into my worries and my woes,
Theres confindence, self loathing and its easy to slip into it
But still I must learn to lead my life with no regrets,
All the time it all moves in the same direction,
So don't let it pass you by,
Because It moves so fast , theres no time for perfection,
So make the most of this life
Make the most of this life, uh
Make the most of this life
Make the most of this life

And when I fall I fall hard
And I dwell to often in my falls
I must accept it and move on
Theres just no shame in having to crawl

Cause it finds me through the mask I wear,
And I see it through it my eyes closed,
But still I can not bare to stare into my worries and my woes,
Theres confindence, self loathing and its easy to slip into it
But still I must learn to lead my life with no regrets,
All the time, it all moves in the same direction,
So don't let it pass you by,
Because It moves so fast , theres no time for perfection,
So make the most of this life oh,
Make the most of this life ,oh
Make the most of this life
Just Make the most of this life

And if you come to me smiling,
Oh I, will see you shining out from within,
Such a beautiful grin aw
Falling down on me and frageling my skin
Wake I am pour I a cup of,
Wake I am pour I a cup
Wake I am pour I a cup of life

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