04 Something Old, Something New

I like the sound of an old guitar, a cup of bitter brew

A quiet conversation in a cozy little booth
Watching the sunrise while it breaks the morning chill
It's quietly reminding me the joy of standing sill

Chorus
Something old something new my life is built between the two

Dividing me but keeping me alive
Looking back to move ahead or pushing forward, no regrets
It’s time to stop just trying to survive.
Living with a panoramic view of Something old, something new

Verse 2

Softly falling raindrops on a rusty old tin roof

Echoing the rhythm of a long-forgotten tune
Welcoming the memories that each tomorrow brings
Living out my dreams within the melodies I sing

The past will bring you wisdom and the future gives you hope
I’ve lived enough to know what matters most

Something old something new my life is built between the two
Dividing me but keeping me alive
Looking back to move ahead or pushing forward, no regrets
It’s time to stop just trying to survive.
Living with a panoramic view of Something old, something new