Make It Easier - Emily Saliers
I'm in search of greener pastures,
don't like my garden's what i said,
although i'm working harder than last year,
I'm still deep in the red,
I am rowing as hard as i can,
and they're selling me up a stream,
I'm always one more step away from the american dream.
I got a chip on my shoulder about the size of a mental block,
I've got someone on the telephone trying to sell me a future in stock,
maybe i work too hard to be happy,
and i should practice letting go,
but it's hard not to rock the boat when you're sailing against the undertow.
I want to slide into the black and wear the black mask,
I might not get what I lack,
but it doesn't hurt to ask if I want to sail,
I need my life to be breezier
I said, please, god, or someone, make it easier.
I went to sunday school every sunday swallowed the bait
And I got the hook and when i needed something
someday i would read the good book.
Tell me, what does it take to get ahead?
Sometimes i know I'd sell my soul when it looks like everybody else is flying,
and I'm crawling in the hole,
maybe if i open my own business,
maybe if i buy the lottery ticket,
someone tell me what is the secret to getting out of the thicket?
give me more than just a sample, i need a whole lot of
glory then my life become an example of the american success story.
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