Life’s not so easy, my friend:
You’re trying and failing again.
And every your step and breathe
Shows what you really have.
D’you really have your land,
A soul to keep and to mend,
A book to read and to pray,
And time to think today?
Life’s not so easy, you see.
Sometimes you’re alone and seek,
And nobody seems to hear
The weeping you spread in fear.
D’you really think the world
Is just as black as you told?
It’s easy to mourn and cry
P r e t e n d i n g to be alive...