Yours is not an easy road
You've come too far to turn back home
And find your plans are shifting sand
All you really have to show
Is a broken heart and feet of stone
The prize you win is thicker skin
While treasures line
The easy road
Yeah, travelers there
Are seeking gold
But what you want is something
That your hands can't hold
All you ever wanted
Can't be bought or sold
At times you'll cross the easy road
It reminds you how you're missing home
You sink deep - in memories
But then the sun begins to rise
The light of day renews your skies
And just a while, it's all right
Still treasures line
The easy road
Yeah, travelers there
Are seeking gold
But what you want is something
That your hands can't hold
All you ever wanted
Can't be bought or sold
Na na na na naah, nah nah naah...

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