There are gray hairs in my beard, maybe now I’ll look my age
For so long so many have said I look so young
The aging that I’ve feared is just a turning of the page
A lyric in a song I hadn’t sung

I am singing for my life, singing for a wind that hasn’t blown
Love will knock you cold, truth will cut you with its knife
Everything you’ve ever learned was already known
Anything you’ll ever learn is already known

I was singing in a barroom to a crowd of broken hearts
With the soft glows of the cell phones in their hands
My mind drifted back to our room and the night things fell apart
I tried to put it in a way they’d understand

I was singing for my life, singing for a wind that hasn’t blown
Love will knock you cold, truth will cut you with its knife
Everything you’ve ever learned was already known
Anything you’ll ever learn is already known

I came to this big hearted calling everybody friend
Playing music for a living is a dream
Turns out not everything I’ve started goes the way that I had planned
And yet I always end up right where I should be

Singing for my life, singing for a wind that hasn’t blown
Love will knock you cold, truth will cut you with its knife
Everything I’ve ever learned was already known
Anything I’ll ever learn is already known

We’ve sent monkeys into space and children off to war
We’ve made criminals the leaders of the lands
Some people get a taste and they always need some more
I have had about as much as I can stand

And I’m singing for my life, singing for a wind that hasn’t blown
Love will knock you cold, truth will cut you with its knife
Everything you’ve ever learned was already known
Anything you’ll ever learn is already known