Les Jours tristes

It’s hard hard not to sit on your hands  and bury your head in the sand hard not to make other plans  and claim that you’ve done all you can all along  and life must go on It’s hard hard to stand up for what’s right  and bring home the bacon each night hard not to break down and cry  when every idea that you’ve tried has been wrong  but you must go on  it’s hard but you no it’s worth the fight  ’cause you know you’ve got the truth on your side  when the accusations fly hold tight  don’t be afraid of what they’ll say who cares what cowards think anyway  they will understand one day one day  It’s hard hard when you’re here all alone  And everyone else has gone home        Harder to know right from wrong    When all objectivities gone       And it’s gone                   But you still cry on              ’Cause you you are the only one left  And you’ve got to clean up this mess YOu know you’ll up like the rest  Bitter and twisted unless                       You stay strong and you carry on  it’s hard but you no it’s worth the fight  ’cause you know you’ve got the truth on your side  when the accusations fly hold tight  don’t be afraid of what they ’ll say who cares what cowards think anyway  they will understand one day one day.