Prompt / Lyrics
Out on the road where the questions start, We chase our dreams, we guard our hearts. Each sunrise asks, “What will you find?” A world still turning, a wondering mind. We build our cities, we write our laws, We learn from triumphs, and from flaws. Each hand that reaches, each truth we claim, Still wonders if it feels the same. Why are we here, what’s life for, friend? What is the goal before the end? Is there a purpose to this race? Or are we drifting through this space? Why do the young grow old so fast? Why can’t we hold what cannot last? We measure time, we mark the years, With joy and laughter, hope and tears. Some find their answers in the stars, Some in the mirror of who they are. Others just walk where the daylight falls, Listening close for life’s quiet calls. Why are we here, what’s life for, friend? What is the goal before the end? Is there a purpose to this race? Or are we drifting through this space? We share our stories, we share our pain, We rise, we fall, we try again. And through it all, one truth appears — The heart still beats to what it hears. So maybe the purpose is just to be kind, To love what we meet, to open our minds. To leave behind more light than we found, And live with our feet on common ground. Why are we here, what’s life for, friend? What is the goal before the end? Is there a purpose to this race? Or are we drifting through this space? Why are we here, what’s life for, friend? What is the goal before the end? Is there a purpose to this race? Or are we drifting through this space? Or are we drifting through this space?
Tags
late‑1960s pop rock with adult contemporary Upbeat tempo Male singers
Duration
5:19
Instrumental
No
Created
4/10/2026