- Songwriters: Paul Heard, Michael Willia Pickering
It's called dull life
And it's showin' at a town near you
Mmm, it's called real life
Believe me every word I say is true
Life's not cheap you know so priceless next to death
Live it while you can, live it every breath
Straight lines, black or white, a silent exhibition
You don't have to be a prisoner of your own ambition
Melody of life
We've got a melody of life
We are children of life
In a reservoir of dreams
Mmm, we are countin' on the night
When nothin' is quite what it seems
They'll inspire your arrogance with a lack of thought
Wielding power is a trick so easy to be bought
Nothin' is too far away, nothing's out of reach
Look the world straight in the eyes, stand on your own feet
Melody of life, symphony of love
We've got a melody of life, symphony of love
High life and low life and their life and your life
High life and low life and their life and your life
Melody of life, symphony of love
We've got a melody of life, symphony of love
Melody of life, symphony of love
Melody of life, symphony of love
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