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It's Not Easy, Baby

It's not easy, baby, when you see the darkness come Don't think I'm crazy or stupid, I'm just numb I'll take another strip and wait for the colors to show It's not easy, baby, when you see your senses go My eyesight deceives me, I see the trees turn blue You look at me with your black eyes, as if I knew Take my hand, baby, don't worry about the red It doesn't matter anymore, my hand has become dead I hear the colors come and go When will their intentions show? I see my soul, it has turned a deeper gray My whole world, my night, has turned to day My time is up, the hours passed My yellow feet have trespassed Into the world of normality Now I must attain formality Once again Never again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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