To Michael
I
wrote this for a college chum, but, as time went by, came to realise
that I had actually written it for myself. Michael knew that all
along.
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words
and music by Tony Provencher - 1968
Vocal, acoustic and electric Guitars, and Piano - Tony Provencher
Album: The Jealous Sea - Part I - The Rape of Solitude |
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You sit upon your little hill, and watch your little world go by,
And frown upon your little world, and sometimes laugh, and sometimes cry.
You never leave your little hill; you're afraid to go away,
Afraid to touch your little world; you just sit high up there and say:
"This is good and this is bad and this is right and this is wrong;
This is true and this is false; you are weak and I am strong."
You've got to leave your little hill, and touch your little world below;
You've got to feel the living there and all the people you could know.
Baptise yourself into the world; live the good and bad each day;
Immerse yourself into the cold waters of life, then you can say:
"This is good and this is bad and this is right and this is wrong;
This is true and this is false; you are weak and I am strong."
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