Fight

You can try to be rich
If you think it might help you along
Pretend to be somebody else if it helps you look all that strong
Or you can ride horses
Others say it’s an in-thing to do
Whenever you're down on your life in the end you'll find what is true

You can live in the wild
Build a home made of rock and sand
Try and play second trombone in a fifties style swingin' jazz band
Or you can sell candy-on-the-corner
Sweetness in life ain’t so bad
Wherever you end up in life remember the good days you had

'Cause time never lets go
It leaves you behind with all that you know
But fading hopes come alive
Believing in anything you can fight

With all of your glory and might ‘till the sun goes down
The show never ends without seeing the lights go out
Don’t let the world stop you from riding through a hurricane
Hard luck is always in the air but the wind blows on to better days

Chorus

You can be a great mind
Maybe run for president
Or paint the next Mona Lisa without making a dime or cent
And you can surf oceans too
Ride the twenty-foot wave of your life
Whatever it is that you do just follow what comes from inside

'Cause time never lets go
It leaves you behind with all that you know
But fading hopes come alive

Believing in anything you can fight...fight

Words & Music by Steve Angel
Copyright 2004 Steve Angel (Zing Music Publishing) All Rights Reserved.