Harder - David Gray

Can’t recall the moment when the doubt ripped your face

or put my finger on quite when the fog took your place

We’ve been beating on it 'til we’re black and blue

Just what good exactly is it gonna do?

Always so much harder, so much harder when you have to try

Could we at least agree upon the size and the shape?

The relative dimensions that the lie ought to take

For your delectation a scenario

Taken so much further than it needs to go

Always so much harder, always so much

If we could get away just for a week or two

Baby let it burn the way it used to do

Always so much harder

So much harder when you have to try

Have to try

And if the ground should open up

And swallow me

It would not stop

That minute hand from ticking off

The minutes 'til the penny drop

Not a breath of wind and not a cloud in the sky

All the better then to watch the world passing by

Passing by

Passing by

Passing by