Lyrics:
© Shamika
Hard going, till I find my feet again
Hard knowing, do I use my heart or my brain
In the dark on a precipice, hurricane threatening
Fog comes down all around, stood by myself thinking I'm on the shelf of the World
Hard going, wading through treacle in hobnailed boots
Hard blowing away my worries and finding my roots
In the rain on a mountain top, stood all alone thinking "I'll never find my way back home"
Hard... hard... like a dream where you never get anywhere
Hard... hard... following a chartered course on a rocking horse
Don't disturb my equilibrium, don't make me think too hard
Don't listen to what I'm saying, don't take any notice 'cause I'm in a state of absolute confusion and disillusion because it's hard going
till I find... till I find my feet again
Hard going, like a swim in a wedding gown
Hard showing me the way when I'm looking down
On a ledge swaying, waiting to fall, will anybody hear me call
Hard... like a dream where you never get anywhere
Hard... following a chartered course on a rocking horse
