the tiniest actions
the turn of one card
kings get broken
hard

Hard ain't handsome
hard ain't rich
good isn't easy
bad's a bitch

you make a motion
you can't hold still
it changes something
it always will

you pick up the pieces
as if somehow
they're gonna tell you something
tell you how

to finally say that
magic word that
shines like gold and
will be heard

over all this cryin'
over all this noise
the song of the chainsaw
and the soldiers toys

I need an audience
with the king
I need to ask him
something

why do they do
the things they do
do they think about me
do they think about you

I feel like shouting
right out loud
I feel safer
in a crowd

'cause the crowd ain't lonely
crowd's my friend
they will sing with me
and the song won't end

and we will sing
that magic word
that shines like gold
and will be heard

over all the cryin'
over all this noise
we will finally sing
of joys

the tiniest actions
the turn of one card
kings get broken
hard

© 1999 David Crosby - Stay Straight Music