After 120 by The Living Wells Lyrics
[Verse 1: Moshe Friedman]
Last night I had a dream that made me stop and stare
I saw my grandpa sitting in his rocking chair
Now it’s been years but he sounded so clear
When he leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, he said
Grandson, don’t forget life is finite
But it’s a blessing cuz it helps us live our time right
That night I walked down to the cemetery
To think about what it would be like to be dead and buried
In my life did I know I had a role to fill?
Was I acting too lazy or on overkill?
Were there times when a crisis seemed so real
But looking back I was making mountains out of molehills?
Now I don’t think about my death usually
But my grandpa was trying to get through to me
That the way to live life suitably
Is to base it on what I want said at my eulogy
[Chorus: Rick Fox, Moshe Friedman]
Were you fulfilled? (After 120)
Did you serve for real? (After 120)
Look at your life? (After 120)
Did it turn out right? (After 120
What will you find… After 120)
That you’ve left behind… (After 120)
When you’re no longer here
After a hundred and twenty years
[Verse 2: Moshe Friedman]
If you could visit yourself from beyond the grave
What do you think that you would want to say?
That beauty is as fleeting as an autumn day
And fame only lasts for those fifteen minutes on the stage?
Where are the athletes and models in old age?
Will you be stuck wishing for the old days?
Or is it the present tense you’re not passing right?
Too much time wasted at the traffic light
It’s your decision, cuz no one’s on the death bed wishin’
They had watched a little more television
Saying is it a shame, if only I had been able to play
More video games… Put this in your brain-
No one’s remembered for the size of their new home
Or had “Beloved CEO” written on their tombstone
Will you care what your holdings are worth
In that new suit lying in a hole in the dirt?
Live for the now but don’t ignore the issue
You never heard that you can’t take it with you?
Here’s a rule of thumb to stick to –
Ask yourself when you’re gone will people really miss you?
You say there’s no life after the tomb
But was there was no life after the womb?
Even though you can’t see it like the back of the moon
Think about it now cuz it’s happening soon, after 120
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Moshe Friedman]
Some days I prefer a funeral to a wedding
Not because one’s more upsetting, but that
It reminds me where I’m heading without regretting
To a place beyond fear and insecurity
Beyond a fleeting culture of modernity
To a place called eternity, where I’ll be judged
For my kindness and purity, and certainly
My choices are all that determine me
Cuz I never chose to be a king or a peasant
I can only choose to do what’s true and pleasant
By thinking about my future while I live in the present
That’s why I’m writing now while I’m still young
What I want to say to my grandson - when you don’t know
Where you’re headed, every train is the wrong one
Do yourself a favor, man, plan for the long run
Cuz life keeps on going way after this song’s done
[Chorus]
Last night I had a dream that made me stop and stare
I saw my grandpa sitting in his rocking chair
Now it’s been years but he sounded so clear
When he leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, he said
Grandson, don’t forget life is finite
But it’s a blessing cuz it helps us live our time right
That night I walked down to the cemetery
To think about what it would be like to be dead and buried
In my life did I know I had a role to fill?
Was I acting too lazy or on overkill?
Were there times when a crisis seemed so real
But looking back I was making mountains out of molehills?
Now I don’t think about my death usually
But my grandpa was trying to get through to me
That the way to live life suitably
Is to base it on what I want said at my eulogy
[Chorus: Rick Fox, Moshe Friedman]
Were you fulfilled? (After 120)
Did you serve for real? (After 120)
Look at your life? (After 120)
Did it turn out right? (After 120
What will you find… After 120)
That you’ve left behind… (After 120)
When you’re no longer here
After a hundred and twenty years
[Verse 2: Moshe Friedman]
If you could visit yourself from beyond the grave
What do you think that you would want to say?
That beauty is as fleeting as an autumn day
And fame only lasts for those fifteen minutes on the stage?
Where are the athletes and models in old age?
Will you be stuck wishing for the old days?
Or is it the present tense you’re not passing right?
Too much time wasted at the traffic light
It’s your decision, cuz no one’s on the death bed wishin’
They had watched a little more television
Saying is it a shame, if only I had been able to play
More video games… Put this in your brain-
No one’s remembered for the size of their new home
Or had “Beloved CEO” written on their tombstone
Will you care what your holdings are worth
In that new suit lying in a hole in the dirt?
Live for the now but don’t ignore the issue
You never heard that you can’t take it with you?
Here’s a rule of thumb to stick to –
Ask yourself when you’re gone will people really miss you?
You say there’s no life after the tomb
But was there was no life after the womb?
Even though you can’t see it like the back of the moon
Think about it now cuz it’s happening soon, after 120
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Moshe Friedman]
Some days I prefer a funeral to a wedding
Not because one’s more upsetting, but that
It reminds me where I’m heading without regretting
To a place beyond fear and insecurity
Beyond a fleeting culture of modernity
To a place called eternity, where I’ll be judged
For my kindness and purity, and certainly
My choices are all that determine me
Cuz I never chose to be a king or a peasant
I can only choose to do what’s true and pleasant
By thinking about my future while I live in the present
That’s why I’m writing now while I’m still young
What I want to say to my grandson - when you don’t know
Where you’re headed, every train is the wrong one
Do yourself a favor, man, plan for the long run
Cuz life keeps on going way after this song’s done
[Chorus]