| ============= WILLY MASON =============
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| ______ Hard Hand to Hold ______
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| Look him in the eyes
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| There’s no need to be scared
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| He’s as powerless as you and me,
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| Though his face is well worn
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| And his clothes a bit torn
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| That don’t mean that you shouldn’t believe,
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| When he asks you your name
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| Says 'brother we’re all here in the same game'
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| But you shrink back like he’s a disease,
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| Yeah you shake and you moan
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| You say 'oh please take me home'
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| And the homeless all sing the reprise.
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| It’s a hard hand to hold
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| That is looking for control
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| It is tempting to fight
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| When you know that you’re right,
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| It’s hard to lie down
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| When you don’t trust the ground
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| It’s hard to hold on,
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| It’s hard to hold on.
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| Walking home again
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| becomes a battle with the wind
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| As it teases your previsions against shame,
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| Like all that wax in your hair
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| It becomes painfully clear
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| That as long as it’s a fight, you’ll never win,
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| And when you get to the door
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| You’re still so busy fighting wars
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| That you can’t look upon your lady as a friend,
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| You’re trying so hard to be right
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| You miss the love in that first sight
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| And your lover feels alone once again.
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| It’s a hard hand to hold
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| That is looking for control
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| It is tempting to fight
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| When you know that you’re right,
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| It’s hard to lie down
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| When you don’t trust the ground
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| It’s hard to hold on,
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| It’s hard to hold on.
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| Entering the liquor store
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| You try your hardest to ignore
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| That street sleeper on your left there all alone,
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| And the young men on your right
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| With unchained souls and love of night
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| You look so scared they laugh and wonder if your stoned,
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| But somewheredeep inside
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| They feel a pain they’ve learned to hide
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| Because that same fear has brought much trouble on their homes,
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| And they know you won’t feel safe
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| Until that cop car wins its race
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| And another life is driven off its road.
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| It’s a hard hand to hold
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| That is looking for control
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| It is tempting to fight
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| When you know that you’re right,
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| It’s hard to lie down
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| When you don’t trust the ground
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| It’s hard to hold on,
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| It’s hard to hold on.
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| It’s a hard hand to hold
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| That is looking for control
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| It is tempting to fight
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| When you know that you’re right,
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| It’s hard to lie down
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| When you don’t trust the ground
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| It’s hard to hold on,
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| It’s hard to hold on. |