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Introduction
Some songs don’t just play; they make you pause and reflect. The Dash is one of those rare gems that doesn’t just tell a story—it leaves a mark on your heart. Inspired by the simple yet profound concept of the “dash” on a tombstone—the small line between the birth and death dates—this song is a deeply moving reminder that life isn’t about when we’re born or when we pass. It’s about what we do in between.
With a gentle melody that feels like a warm embrace and lyrics that cut straight to the soul, The Dash invites us to think about how we spend our time on this earth. Are we making the moments count? Are we loving fully, living selflessly, and leaving behind something meaningful? The song beautifully captures the idea that our legacy isn’t measured by wealth or accomplishments but by the impact we have on the people around us.
Whether it’s played at a funeral, a celebration of life, or just a quiet evening of reflection, The Dash has a way of stirring emotions in the best possible way. It’s a song that urges us to be present, to cherish the little things, and to make every moment of our dash truly matter
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Lyrics
Whole town showed up
Gymnasium filled
Floor was wet
From all the tears spilled
And the preacher man said
We’re all gathered today
And I’ll never forget
What he had to say
It’s always too soon
It’s always too fast
There’ll never come a day
That you don’t want ’em back
It ain’t about the numbers
Chiseled in concrete
It’s how they lived their lives
In the dash between
In the dash between
He was a steelworker’s son
Homecoming king
He trained day and night
For that championship ring
He found him a girl
Made her his queen
And he fought for his country
And he gave it everything
It’s always too soon
It’s always too fast
There’ll never come a day
That you don’t want ’em back
It ain’t about the numbers
Chiseled in concrete
It’s how they lived their lives
In the dash between
In the dash between
Their first breath and their last
Marks all the memories of the past
That little black line defines a legacy
It’s always too soon
It’s always too fast
They’re always too young
It’s always so sad
It ain’t about the numbers
Chiseled in concrete
It’s how they lived their lives
In the dash between
In the dash between
In the dash between