So I actually wrote this song a couple weeks ago, but completely forgot to put lyrics up here. Let me know what you think. You have to imagine the music being very Bob Dylan-y. I don’t know if I like the title very much, and one title idea I had was Athens, Georgia is no place for a bonfire (wink Bethany).

Life’s Just a Game

You were a girl with impossible dreams
And I was just living beyond my means
The presidents warred and the generals cried
And so many good things shriveled and died
And now like a hurricane, you come and you go
And I pray the levees will ever hold
Because love is a battlefield and you are the gun
Before I can draw, you’ve already won
Someday I’ll be over you
Someday please come soon

The children outside think that life’s just a game
And I wish that the clouds would stop spelling your name
You came like a soldier prepared for the thrill
If this whiskey doesn’t kill me, then you surely will

So I moved to Georgia to start over new
The beautiful girls, they all looked like you
But they all want more, and I’m just a drunk
And all I can give is never enough

Someday this’ll all be done
That someday can’t come soon enough

The children outside think that life’s just a game
And I wish that the clouds would stop spelling your name
You took all from me until you had your fill
If this whiskey doesn’t kill me, then you surely will

Imagine my surprise when you walked in tonight
It felt like the bar turned out all the lights
You said you were gone, but your dreams had all drowned
And I’m still a poor boy, but in a new town
We both found Jesus in crazy ways
And spent all our Sundays singing his praise
With all of our efforts, we’re both still alone
And suddenly this bar felt like home

Oh, life’s just a game
Oh, life’s just a game
Despite all my troubles, I love you still
If this whiskey doesn’t kill me, then you surely will.

© 2006 Morgan Foster