So Hard to Make Things Out — текст песни (Frank Black)

Im going out to big plains

To see the spirits rise

Out tonight to watch them do their thing

If youre coming out with big plans

To find some paradise

Well, theres nothing here to do but limboing

And some went back

They couldnt face the black

And theyre going back today with their personal things

I couldnt go back

I didnt have the knack

So Ill be staying on with my personal things

Yeah, Ill be staying on with my personal things



Well they call this a life I live on the ninety-sixth floor

And they all it a life he lives thats they guy next door

Life on the mighty brick tiers

I tried on the ninety-sixth floor

Mighty brick tiers

Ninety-sixth floor

Something had to give



Why is it so hard to live? its just so hard to make things out

Why is it so hard to live? its just so hard to make things out

Why is it so hard to live? its just so hard to mkae things out

Why is it so hard to live?



Well I have a suggestion as you bark your querying

Well there aint no congestion on a dark hyperion

In the night night night night night

In the night night night night night

No congestion

Dark hyperion

Why why why why



Well Ill tell you my philosophy things mustve been grand

Way back in the old country in a younger land

Now I can hardly wait yeah

I can hardly wait to see them rise

Now I can hardly wait yeah for it to materialize

Now I can hardly wait yeah

I can hardly wait yeah

I can hardly wait to see them rise

Theyre so hard to make out

Theyre so hard to make out