IT IS FOR TO LAUGH

Counting down
when I should be counting back
Shouted down
when I could have shouted back

Lost and found
like I didn’t know the way
Up and down
and I’m caught up in the sway

Holding back
when I used to hold the fort
Feel the cracks
where I used to feel support

Counting sheep
when I like to count your toes
Counted out
for a knockout I suppose

CHORUS
Here I am
and I don’t know how I got here
Couldn’t tell you even If I should
Can’t describe
what I saw on the way over
You know so much, but you don’t know the half

When I look at myself in the mirror these days
...It is for to laugh

Catching cold
and I never cottoned on
Told you so’s
never sound good second hand

Singing out
when no-one needs to hear
Chinese whispers
screaming in my ear

All washed up
on the shore before the tide
In the dark
but trying not to hide

Count the times
I was taken for a fool
Counted out
because I didn’t know the rules

CHORUS
Here I am
and I don’t know how I got here
Couldn’t tell you even if I should
Can’t describe
what I saw on the way over
You know so much, but you don’t know the half

When I look back now at the things I thought I knew then
...It is for to laugh

MIDDLE
Don’t look now but it’s creeping up behind you
Tugging at your sleeve before you know
Duck back down where the past will never see you
Or take you back where you don’t need to go

CHORUS
Here I am
don’t ask me how I got here
Couldn’t tell you even If I should
Can’t remember
what I saw on the way over
You know so much, but you don’t know the half

When it flashes in front of my eyes much too fast
...It is for to laugh

© JOE GRAHAM & JIM GRAHAM