Slice of Life - Aviators

A poor man trying to survive

He always made it through

Trying to live an honest life

Working on minimum wage

A little too grown up for his age

Sixteen and working hard

Newsboy on the Boulevard

He’d see the rich and famous

Never envied anyone

Behind their false joys

He saw that they had none

He was looking out of place

Held a smile on his face

Some looked down, asked him why

He’d look up and reply

I keep moving forward

When they try to rob me blind

Why waste a second when we’re

All running out of time

I know, yes I know

I’m not a great man

But what you call «great»

Isn’t part of my plan

I’ll accept, and I’ll deal with

The work and the strife

'Cause I guess that’s

Just my slice of life

Still had a lot to fix

They shut his water off

He said «I don’t mind this»

It could be so much worse

Than living the obverse

He knew he had a home

No matter how much it hurts

He’d see the rich and famous

They’d all just pass him by

That could have been his dream

But he knew it’s a lie

He found his joy in sharing

The happiness he knew

They’d all ask him about it

He’d tell them what he’d do

I keep moving forward

When they try to rob me blind

Why waste a second when we’re

All running out of time

I know, yes I know

I’m not a great man

But what you call «great»

Isn’t part of my plan

I’ll accept, and I’ll deal with

The work and the strife

'Cause I guess that’s

Just my slice of life

Not a regret to admit

It’s everything he wanted

He tried follow through

And his dreams followed too

He took a look back one day

At the newsboy on Broadway

He was the same man inside

He had just come a long way

He told me all this so I

Could tell them all someday why

It’s not the days that you live

It’s not the day that you die

It’s the difference that you make

In your slice of life

I keep moving forward

When they try to rob me blind

Why waste a second when we’re

All running out of time

I know, yes I know

I’m not a great man

But what you call «great»

Isn’t part of my plan

I’ll accept, and I’ll deal with

The work and the strife

'Cause I guess that’s

Just my slice of life