To Live is to Fly

I heard this song on the radio the other day and it struck a chord. It's a plain and simple song- kind of says it like it is. Here's the parts that I liked best, and the link below takes you to a live Guy Clark performance.

"Days up and down they come
Like rain on a conga drum
Forget most, remember some
But don't turn none away

Everything is not enough
Nothing is too much to bear
Where you've been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there

Well, to live is to fly
Awe low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings and the sleep out of your eyes

We all got holes to fill
And them holes are all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm
Sometimes you dig your own
The choice is your's to make
Time is your's to take
Some dive into the sea
Some toil upon the stone"
-Townes Van Zandt


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XzN7LfY9a68