(Ian Hunter)
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You used to float just like a boat upon the tide
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You used to run when things were done you used to hide
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You talk of ships you talk of boats you talk of games
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And now you're down you ain't around its such a shame
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Cause you got something to give
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Something to hold onto
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Why don't you live
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And you just forget about fixing up fate
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Maybe you'd stop pick yourself up
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Now its too late Oh
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It ain't easy when you fall
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It ain't easy when you fall
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It ain't easy when you fall
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No it ain't no good at all
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You didn't know this world ain't slow you gotta move
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You made no sound I watched you drown I watched you loose
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Your loneliness you knew it best but its a drag
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Cause in the end I lost a friend I feel so sad
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Cause you had something to give
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Something to hold onto
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Why did you live
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If you just forgot about fixing up fate
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You'd be here you'd be near
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Now it's too late Oh
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It ain't easy when you fall
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It ain't easy when you fall
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It ain't easy when you fall
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No it ain't no good at all
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Oh-oh hey
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It ain't easy when you fall
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(fade)
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<poem at the end>
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Where do you go
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When there¡¯s no where to run
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When the time isn¡¯t right
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And there¡¯s things to be done
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When you¡¯re trapped halfway up
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You don¡¯t wanna go back
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So you keep going on
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Compromising the lack (???)
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And you see the green fields
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As you¡¯re traveling by
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And you look at the things
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You¡¯ve forgotten to try
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And you wish you were young
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And you wish you were old
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The song has been sung
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And the stories¡¯ been told
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And you thought you were different
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But what did that mean?
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So you tricked yourself tryin¡¯
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Life¡¯s still unseen
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As it is
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As it was
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As it always will be
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And you find out it all (???)
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It was never too clear (??? this line isn't too clear either)
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See it never was easy to live with a head
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So I kept to the back room
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And I lived there instead
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What comes to the front room
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Is only for ¡®friends¡¯
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I have a bay window
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But that¡¯s where it ends
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And it¡¯s here I see pictures
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And my madness is clear
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And there¡¯s no longer logic
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So therefore no fear
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I¡¯m almost dead with uncontrollable light
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Sometimes when I¡¯ve written a song
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It¡¯s alright
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It Ain't Easy When You Fall
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| Ian Hunter |
