Story Behind The Song

After allegiances had been pledged for all those years, we were welcomed into adulthood and disillusionment. But i still wonder why were we brought up and taught to believe in The Great Untruth we call America? Mr. Equality? Mrs. Opportunity? I dunno, obedience is the guess of so many i've spoken with, but i don't have any answer for motive... although Misfortune has many Sons, all with no solidarity or willingness to help each other in times of need. Why are they so unrecognizable to one another and yet still so closely related? I am one of those we call poor, lower class or disenfranchised? All I know is that there was a time in this country when we waged war against poverty, and not against the poor. a time when we built a middle class and i miss the middle class...

Song Description

Sadly, this song is forged from broken promises, cast into the furnaces of misfortune, beaten into shape against its very own will, like yourself, it too has been hammered by authoritative fabrications and denied the facts....

Lyrics

*(It Aint Easy, It Never Was)


Now many a memories gone to mythology,
And moved on from Dawn's Early Light,
It aint easy believing it's better this way,
But its better than believing it's right,

I used to kneel down by my bedside,
Send apologies through the stars in the sky,
It's not easy believing that it's better this way,
But it's better than believing its right,

Passing the jail house I light up a cigarette,
And I think bout being locked up inside,
To be left sleeping on the concrete of the jailhouse ground,
Or sleeping in the alleys at night,

Well there's always something missing in the middle,
Always a chapter someone's left behind,
It's not easy believing that it's better this way,
But it's better than believing its right,

Now ending up with nothing might be your punishment,
For not having a strong alibi,
But nothing might be your reward for,
Nothing short of turning a blind eye,

I used to draw a line in the sand,
Invite people onto my side,
It aint easy believing it's better this way,
But its better than believing it's right,

At the junction where two highways meet,
Out where railroad cars collide,
I mean to give you the truth,
But the truth just aint mine to describe,

But there's justice in every mystery,
And there's mercy in every lie,
It aint easy believing it's better this way,
But it's better than believing its right,

Now I may regret having watched the clock so closely,
Cause the sky sinks pink in the blink of an eye,
And before we could live out the sequence,
The lineage had come untied,

The foundation's been set - the framework of fools,
Is bleeding out - filling the sky,
It aint easy believing it's better this way,
But it's better than believing its right,

Now I freehand the landscapes I'm faced with,
And I scribble on them postcards at night,
Know how it took the world a long while,
To take all the mystery out of life,

But I'm standing on the roadside waiting,
If not for mystery to give me a ride,
It aint easy believing it's better this way,
But it's better than believing its right,

So I'm still standing on the road side waiting,
For mystery to give me a ride...



*All Music and Lyrics By: Nick Coleman and Crawford Hurst
Coleman/Crawford Hurst
Audio Track Copyrighted,
© 6/13/2007

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