Lyrics The Style Council

The Style Council

The Whole Point Ii

Harbor 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 so easy, much too easy

And 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