I looked up, as a child,
into my father's eyes
Grim and dark, light and joyous
Calloused, smart, and wise
It was then that I decided
to be just like that man
in sight and sound and interests,
in every way I can
But as I grew, I grew away
Stopped striving for his likeness
Stopped being tough and big and strong
Stopped wanting that grim kindness
I did not listen to his words
I went down my own way
I turned from those who loved me
Drawing farther every day
Then one day I made a point
To look down into his eyes
There they were, concerned for me
Still calloused, smart and wise
It was then that I first realized
I can still be m
walking hand in hand with life
hoping to skirt the day you die
death will come to you my friend
and life will pass you by
Go merrily, verily
life is but a dream
merrily, verily
life is but a dream
Vanity, vanity, life is naught but vanity
be neither foolish nor too wise
or life will pass you by
Go merrily, verily
life is but a dream
merrily, verily
life is but a dream
Don't you hurry, don't you dream
row gently down the stream
take each moment as it comes
and life won't pass you by
Go merrily, verily
life is but a dream
merrily, verily
life is but a dream
Life is but a dream.