Hard to Believe - Johnathan Rice

Well, Jimmy left New York for California

And the east river winds blew him on his way

Past the cracked concrete, through the sky he scraped

Said, «If you live like a ghost, you don’t leave no trace»

He stood on the edge of the big black ocean

If you lean too close, you can fall right in

And a man he met said that California was sinking

That they were standing on the edge of the earth

It may be hard, hard to believe

It may be hard, hard to believe

Before it all falls in, I wanna make my mark

Before I go swimming with the Great White Sharks

I wanna walk this land with a pick and a pan

I don’t believe the gold rush is over

The man said, «Boy you got some big ideas

You better make some room for them raging seas

'Cause soon, you’ll have salt water up to your ears

You’ll take one last breath and go under

It may be hard, hard to believe

It may be hard, hard to believe

It may be hard

Hard to believe

He wanted to find out how much he was worth

He wanted to leave a scar on the face of the Earth

But the tricks of the trade made a fool out of him

Once a man eats well, he gets hungry again

And it’s a hell of a day when you realize

That the people you despise are keeping you alive

And you search down your soul

But you don’t have the guts

To look into that mirror and admit that you’re fucked

It may be hard, hard to believe

It may be hard, hard to believe

It may be hard

Hard to believe

Hard to believe

Hard to believe