The Strong One - Bruce Cockburn

    Isn't it hard
    To be the one who has to give advice?
    Isn't it hard
    To be the strong one?

    I see the skyline blurred through the plastic on your back screen door
    Not unlike the faces of the people who keep turning up in the places we go
    The ones we'd never see if things weren't going so well
    When I was a torn jacket hanging on the barbed wire
    You cut me free
    And sewed me up and here I am

    Isn't it hard
    To be the one whose phone rings all day everyday?
    Isn't it hard
    To be the strong one?

    Mouths move without vision -- without regard for consequences
    Eyes fill with memories poisoned by intimate knowledge of failure to love
    Sometimes, sometimes, doesn't the light seem to move so far away?
    You help your sisters, you help your old lovers, you help me but who do you cry to?

    Cause isn't it hard
    To be the one who gathers everybody's tears?
    Isn't it hard
    To be the strong one?

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