DESCRIPTION:
Adam Bernstein composition.


The Art of Living

Hello Lorelei
Can you pass on the art of living?
When your close the end yourself
You wrote your book
You won't be recognized

Tree lined summers
And it's doubtful you'll meet another
Do you have other words of choice
That'll move my voice
Out from this selfish sleep

CHORUS
Rest all your weary bones
Dust off the timeless night
It's ok, it's alright
Fear strolls out of sight
Let me into your heart
And we practice the art of living

Hello Lorelei
Did you find it a curse or blessing
Was it all that you hoped it be
Did you finally see all
That could be realized