Glen Hansard - Between Us There Is Music

Will you please stop butting in to everything I say?
I can't take you anywhere, can't take you anywhere
How can I get through while you're standing in my way?
Try to get past me if you dare

We're milling 'round like spinning tops
Eager to make a change
We tie ourselves all up in knots
The result is the same

Between us there is music
Perhaps there is a song
Before us there are melodies unwritten
Half rhymes still unformed

And we're nothing if not unusual
Let them gather, let them stare
And mouths agape are nothing new to us
Darling, let down your hair

'Cause between us there is music
Perhaps there is a song
Before us there are words on scraps of paper
Melodies still unlearned

We're hanging 'round like sitting ducks
Is it time that we rein it in?
You had your best shot, still no luck
Little apples will grow again, when summer ends

Between us there is music
Perhaps there is a song
Before us there are are answers
Answers of our own

Behind us there's nothing I would change
Nothing more to be done
And above us there is everything
Everything, everything under the sun

Your life is your life
Don't let it be taken, don't let it be turned
Your life is your life
It's yours to crash and break and burn
It's yours and only your concern
It's yours to live, to live, to live, to live, to live