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Jan. 8th, 2002 | 03:26 pm
Easy To Be Broken
Peter Himmelman
i got a thousand questions for god and man
i got a head full of answers i can't understand
why the lies grow fat the children get crushed
the static gets applause and the truth gets hushed
we live our lives in stoned anticipation
somewhere along the line
we've lost our ticket home
it's so easy to be broken, it's so hard to be alone
everyone's cravin' what nobody needs
just killin' time while our innocence bleeds
you and i are jumpin' madly, tryin' to rise above
a world in decay and the wreckage of love
but you know we'd lay our morals down in fire
for the filthy little dream they toss us like a bone
it's so easy to be broken, it's so hard to be alone
it's so easy to be broken
it's so easy to be broken down
there's a woman in the alley sleepin' by the trash
dreamin' 'bout her daddy and fists full of cash
now they're cleanin' their pistols
at the end of my block
what should i tell my daughter
when she learns how to talk
do i tell her that the world's been built
on broken promises
do i tell her that she needs to
find a heart of stone
it's so easy to be broken, it's so hard to be alone
repeat chorus.
from the 1994 album Skin
Peter Himmelman
i got a thousand questions for god and man
i got a head full of answers i can't understand
why the lies grow fat the children get crushed
the static gets applause and the truth gets hushed
we live our lives in stoned anticipation
somewhere along the line
we've lost our ticket home
it's so easy to be broken, it's so hard to be alone
everyone's cravin' what nobody needs
just killin' time while our innocence bleeds
you and i are jumpin' madly, tryin' to rise above
a world in decay and the wreckage of love
but you know we'd lay our morals down in fire
for the filthy little dream they toss us like a bone
it's so easy to be broken, it's so hard to be alone
it's so easy to be broken
it's so easy to be broken down
there's a woman in the alley sleepin' by the trash
dreamin' 'bout her daddy and fists full of cash
now they're cleanin' their pistols
at the end of my block
what should i tell my daughter
when she learns how to talk
do i tell her that the world's been built
on broken promises
do i tell her that she needs to
find a heart of stone
it's so easy to be broken, it's so hard to be alone
repeat chorus.
from the 1994 album Skin
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