"One who conquers others is strong; One who conquers oneself is mighty." I care not to conquer others, but to simply understand, and help if I may do so. Conquering myself is another story, this story; one that is sometimes not simply for me to understand.

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

“Everybody Wants to See Heaven, Nobody Wants to Die”

Everybody wants to make it, nobody wants to try.
Everybody wants to see Heaven, nobody wants to die.

People want to live forever, but they don’t want to shed no skin;
Not enough faith to see hereafter, their so afraid their life’s will end.

Everybody wants to make it, nobody wants to try.
Everybody wants to see Heaven, nobody wants to die.

Why do people look to the dark side? Oh, my God! I wish I knew why;
If they’d only look to the bright side, there would be less reason to cry.

Man made seconds,
Man made minutes,
Man made hours, days, months and years.
Man believes there’s a hereafter, but running out of time he fears.

Everybody wants to make it, nobody wants to try.
Everybody wants to see Heaven, nobody wants to die.

Why are people so near sited, can’t they see that’s the nose on their face;
Have some faith in the Great Creator, for everythin’ there’s a time and place.

Everybody wants to make it, nobody wants to try.
Everybody wants to see Heaven, nobody wants to die.

There once was a great man they say and he was a greater man than I;
The way to conquer death, He just said, “You must learn how to die.”

Everybody wants to make it, nobody wants to try.
Everybody wants to see Heaven, nobody wants to die.
Everybody wants to make it, nobody wants to try.
Everybody wants to see Heaven, nobody wants to die.

Black Oak Arkansas, 1975

There is a whole ton of stuff I could comment about this song. But for now, just a few and you the reader can make your own comments. The concept of time has always fasinated me. Time travel, time warps, time machines, time out of mind. We used to have saying at the gym I worked at: "If it was easy, then everybody would look like Arnold." People seem to always want the easy way and I am no different at times. Yet, I know better. Do you know how to die? I sure do. For those of you who do not know, Black Oak Arkansas was a souther rock band from the 1970's. They were not hugely popular and they had a very distinct rock/blues/bluegrass sound.

1 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

Saw them twice and had the album. This is my favorite song by Black Oak Arkansas

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