Lyrics

Something in my way, I try to do it right So I got someone to help I'm fifty seven years old and the flames from all my fire keep dying away I'm done with all the science cos there's three words in the ashes that help me on my way Easy is right Yes you can make your whole life so easy One day on the phone and the next day on the floor So I tried to make it fine by adopting all the numbers and the complicated system that the world has embraced I ended up in solace and my children may as well be up in space with a picture of me Oh Mam, what am I gonna do now you've all gone and I've been left alone to live my whole life I sit here by myself What's the point in living when you're dying inside I don't have all the answers but there's three words that keep singing in my open mind Easy is right Yes you have the power to make the whole damn thing easy What's the point in living if it gets harder every day If you concentrate on giving then the world conspires to take your pain away once you say Easy is right Easy, easy , easy Easy is right Easy, easy, easy Easy is right Eave the power to make the whole damn thing easy Easy, easy, easy Easy is right