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Gene Clark - Life's Greatest Fool
Some walk out winners of those who've lost
Can it be said at any price this is the cost
Hard is perception, easier is blame
Is this the only life for everyone, isn't it the same?
Children laugh and run away
While others look into the darkness of the day
Some streets are easy while some are cruel
Could these be reasons why man is life's greatest fool
Do you believe when you're all alone?
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, deep in your soul
That too much loneliness makes you grow cold?
Words can be empty though filled with sound
Stoned, numb and drifting, hard to be profound
Formed out of pleasure, chiseled by pain
Never the highest and not the last one to gain
Do you believe when you're all alone?
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, deep in your soul
That too much loneliness makes you grow old?
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Can it be said at any price this is the cost
Hard is perception, easier is blame
Is this the only life for everyone, isn't it the same?
Children laugh and run away
While others look into the darkness of the day
Some streets are easy while some are cruel
Could these be reasons why man is life's greatest fool
Do you believe when you're all alone?
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, deep in your soul
That too much loneliness makes you grow cold?
Words can be empty though filled with sound
Stoned, numb and drifting, hard to be profound
Formed out of pleasure, chiseled by pain
Never the highest and not the last one to gain
Do you believe when you're all alone?
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, deep in your soul
That too much loneliness makes you grow old?
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
Do you believe, do you believe, do you believe
You held the key to your destiny gone
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