The Bonfire Chronicles · track 7 of 11

This Is the Life

The story

Coffee in hand, the dog chasing birds, firewood stacked, no suits, no city weight. A laugh cracked the early day open, and I knew this right here was true wealth. We swam through time, not just the lake. It wasn't bought, it was found. The good life is smaller and truer than the one they sold us, and it was waiting by the fire all along.

Lyrics

SONG TITLE: “This Is the Life”

Album: The Bonfire Chronicles
Rhythmic strums. Barefoot beats. Smiling heart.
Think: Vance Joy, Jack Johnson, Passenger — but wiser.
A song about the good life — not the rich life.
A reminder that wealth is what stays when money’s gone.

Coffee in hand, sun on your skin
Dog chasing birds, tail spinning in sin
No plans, no suits, no city weight
Just firewood stacked and a clean slate

Your laugh cracked open the early day
Like the world said “yes” in its quiet way
You looked at me like we already knew
That this — right here — was true wealth too

This is the life — full and free
Where the soul gets fed and the mind can be
No need to climb, no urge to race
Just purpose lived at a natural pace

This is the life — where less is more
And love’s not locked behind a door
We belong right here, no need to roam
This is the life — and it feels like home

We swam through time, not just the lake
A moment’s breath — no give, no take
You said, “I’ve never felt more whole”
And I thought: This is what they call soul

Not built on gold or concrete lines
But on silence shared and slow sunrises
The dog curled up by our bare feet
And I thought: This is the richest beat

You come in light, you go in light
So why not dance beneath the night?
Burn bright now — not in a rush
But with presence, purpose, and quiet trust

This is the life — not bought, but found
Where hearts beat loud without a sound
Where freedom hums and time is kind
And what we need, we always find

This is the life — the wealthy kind
Where love is deep and peace is blind
We have a fire, a laugh, a song
This is the life — where we belong

Yeah…
This is the life.
This is the life.

Words and music: Romian Nazlab