Single Review: GarryOwen Lyrics – Bonus Time | Listen to Rock

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““Bonus Time” by GarryOwen unfolds as a rock ballad that favors quiet intensity over grand outbursts, building a space that feels intimate and almost protective. The melody flows gently, wrapping the listener in a warmth that is persistent yet never overwhelming. The vocals, clear and unpretentious, carry a sincerity that resonates without dramatizing, allowing emotions to surface naturally. The rhythm, with its understated strength, works like a subdued pulse, creating an almost weightless atmosphere—a refuge between melancholy and comfort.”

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Lyrics of GarryOwen Lyrics – Bonus Time

A friend had a close call
too close to ignore
Someone say it came late
some missed it before
From that moment on
the truth was clear
Every day that followed was borrowed time here

I remember my own, first brush that way
Close enough to notice,
close enough to stay
Even if most would never believe
From that moment on I knew what it meant to breathe

It’s all bonus time
Every breath, every mile,
more than I ever earned,
more than I deserve

It’s all bonus time,
no guarantee
Just a gift I carry with quiet responsibility
I was given far more than I understood,
more than enough, more than I should
One more day would have been enough to know,
but somehow there were many more to go

I counted my blessings,
accepted the cost
The weight of the promises I never crossed
The faces of those who never came home
And the failures to live the life I was shown

It’s all bonus time,
marked by grace and regret,
reminders of who didn’t make it yet
And debts that I haven’t paid yet

It’s all bonus time,
clear and true
Every chance to be better,
every chance to follow through

Watching him live near the end of the run
shows me now what was always done
Remorse and regret don’t get to stay
when gratitude finally finds its way

It’s all bonus time,
no trophy, no claim,
just living the gift without asking for praise
It’s all bonus time
A fair price to pay
for waking up breathing another borrowed day

No treasure, no crown, just bonus time