The Getting By II

When I get up she swears that she don't hear it

Says that I'm as quiet as a mouse

I comb my hair and throw some water on my face

And back out of the stillness of our house

Dishwater days

She says she doesn't notice

Nothing's changed but the sadness in her eyes

Maybe it's something that I could have prevented

Or maybe the whole damn dream was just a lie

Or maybe it's the getting by

Maybe it's the getting by

It'd swallow up your every step

Boy, if it could

But maybe it's the stuff it takes

To get up when the morning breaks

And hold on

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on

Till the getting's good?

Ya know I believe

Ya know I can't deny it

But people were told they'd prosper in this land

Still I know some who've never seen the ocean

Or set one foot on a velvet bed of sand

They got their treasure laying way up high

But when I look up, all I see is sky

Can you tell me

Can you tell me why?

Can you tell me

Can you tell me why?

Can you tell me

Can you tell me why?

When I look up all I see is sky

When I look up all I see is sky, sky

When I look up all I see is sky, sky

Mother can you tell me why, why

When I look up, all I see is sky, sky?

When I look up, all I see

Maybe it's the getting by

Maybe it's the getting by

It'd swallow up your every step

Boy, if it could

You know it would

You know it

But maybe it's the stuff it takes

To get up when the morning breaks

And hold on

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on

Till the gettin's good?

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on

Can you hold on

Till the gettin's good?

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on?

Can you hold on?