Some men run for money and some run for women Some run away from their mad wives Some men run for success and some run for failure Some men just run for their lives Without a direction, no special place to go Without vision of tomorrow No sign of adventures in empty horizon Just perspectives of sorrow Looking for the truth, the meaning of life And eternal youth, to keep the hope alive Looking for the dream to become so true That marathon seems to be the run of life Some men run for limelight, want to become famous Some just enjoy being unknown Some men run for justice, while some remain outlaw Some outcast, some all alone Without a connection to the society Disregarded as a hermit No one to rely on, no one to stand by me No one can give me a permit To look for the truth, the meaning of life And eternal youth, to keep the hope alive Looking for the dream to become so true That marathon seems to be the run of life "Music is the poetry of the air." (Richter)
"If music be the food of love, play on." (Shakespeare) |