The Whole Point II - The Style Council

The harbour lights that shine before me The jewels that gleam from a beckoning sea

The rising shrieks that come from below me The rushing winds of age and time

To close my eyes and feel the fall

To not resist unto the pull

Oh it’s easy

So, so easy

The tiny scent that breezes past me The promise that all could be mine

Just lose myself and make it easy

But I’m not prepared to live the lie

To shut my mouth and just say yes

To make a vow and then confess

It’s too easy

Much too easy

All the power that I possess

My faith alone shall stand the test

To live my life as I see best

Without dark glasses a rose is picked

It’s not easy

Not so easy