Oh, What A Day It Is To Be Alive Lyrics

I went out one morning

To escape the infinite life

I'd given myself to Sophia

But all her knowledge made me feel hollow inside

I walked up to a high place

And I stared hard at the rocks below

The urge to leap was palpable

That I hesitated, you will already know

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

I came down like a defiant drizzle

I felt that hunger from deep within

All the knowledge I possessed was useless

If I couldn't connect to another living thing

But the drizzle it started lifting

And the birds they came to life

And I saw my very own reflection

In the river rushing by

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Sophia is a delusive creative

Exuding opulence and stately calm

But her turbid depths are perpetual

Her inferences never firm

She said, eat and I did eat until I was replete

But in the morning I was at her door

There were questions still unanswered

And desires like just before

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Sophia led me to a studious life

To the magisteria of my interior mind

My eyes grew sore from reading

In the febrile formless night

Her knowledge is a thirst that can never be quenched

And a quest that only ends in the ground

But Sophia has a sister, Flora

And my only hope is that she's still around

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

In a land that is far from decorated

I was mistaken for a lowly farm hand

It was there I came across Sophia's sister, Flora, living off the land

Flora said her sister's knowledge was worthless here

But that she could offer me a steady job

And so I worked all day in her shapely gardens

And at night I didn't think about much

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Oh, what a day it is to be alive

Oh, what a day it is to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

Just to be

If I have squandered the infinite life

And have stopped searching for paradise

Do I have nothing left to conceal?

If I have descended into the strife

Of an ordinary life

Will I have nothing left to reveal?

If I have squandered the infinite life

And have stopped searching for paradise

Do I have nothing left to conceal?

If I have descended into the strife

Of an ordinary life

Will I have nothing left to reveal?

If I have squandered the infinite life

And have stopped searching for paradise

Do I have nothing left to conceal?

If I have descended into the strife

Of an ordinary life

Will I have nothing left to reveal?

If I have squandered the infinite life

And have stopped searching for paradise

Do I have nothing left to conceal?

To reveal?

To conceal?

To reveal?

To conceal?

To reveal?

To conceal?

To reveal?

To conceal?

To reveal?

To conceal?

To reveal?