So Hard To Make Things Out Lyrics - Frank Black

I'm going out to big plains 

To see the spirits rise 

Out tonight to watch them do their thing 

If you're coming out with big plans 

To find some paradise 

Well, there's nothing here to do but limboing 

And some went back 

They couldn't face the black 

And they're going back today with their personal things 

I couldn't go back 

I didn't have the knack 

So I'll be staying on with my personal things 

Yeah, I'll be staying on with my personal things 

Well they call this a life I live on the ninety-sixth floor 

And they all it a life he lives that's they guy next door 

Life on the mighty brick tiers 

I tried on the ninety-sixth floor 

Mighty brick tiers 

Ninety-sixth floor 

Something had to give 

Why is it so hard to live? it's just so hard to make things out 

Why is it so hard to live? it's just so hard to make things out 

Why is it so hard to live? it's just so hard to mkae things out 

Why is it so hard to live? 

Well I have a suggestion as you bark your querying 

Well there ain't no congestion on a dark hyperion 

In the night night night night night 

In the night night night night night 

No congestion 

Dark hyperion 

Why why why why