Some songs don’t just play in the background—they sit with you, stay with you, and make you pause for a moment. The Dash is one of those songs. It’s not just about life and death; it’s about the space in between—the choices we make, the love we give, and the legacy we leave behind.
At its core, The Dash is built around a simple yet profound concept: when we pass, our tombstone will have two dates—our birth and our death—but the most important part is the small dash in between. That tiny symbol represents everything we ever were. Every laugh, every tear, every moment of kindness, and every lesson learned—it all fits within that little line. And that’s what this song so beautifully reminds us to cherish.
There’s something deeply moving about the way this song gently urges us to live with purpose. It’s a wake-up call, wrapped in melody and meaning, asking us: Are we making our dash count? Are we prioritizing the things that truly matter, or are we letting the days slip by in the blur of routine?
Whether you’ve heard it at a funeral, a church service, or just stumbled across it at the right moment, The Dash leaves an imprint on the heart. It’s a song that makes you want to hug your loved ones a little tighter, let go of grudges a little quicker, and appreciate the time you have right now.
Because in the end, the dates won’t matter nearly as much as how we lived the dash
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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