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Make It Look Easy Lyrics

Artist: David Wilcox
Album: Big Horizon

from Big Horizon
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A bright kite he's hangin' from
Jon rides a glider above the clouds
He stepped off Haleakala
Ten thousand feet above the ground
High up over the mountain snow
He rides the air up high and thin
Tell us now, we gotta know:
How do you get to where you've been?

Because you make it look easy
You make it look easy, easy.

"Fun river to run," she said.
Class 5 rapids is what she means
Weave through the boulders in one thin line
No room to eddy-out between
A 20-foot high falling wall
You ride it down like easy fun
What's the trick to falls that tall?
How do you do the things you've done?

Because you make it look easy
You make it look easy, easy.

Really it's driving long distance
Dialing in the gear
Studying the balance
Quieting the fear
All the hard landings
Teach you how to fall
But what do you get
For getting through it all?

You can't keep it in a camera
Not a trophy on a shelf
Not a tale to tell the children
Not a way to prove yourself
It's much bigger than we are
Can't claim it as your own
But you've got to climb that mountain
To find your way back home

That's how you make it look easy
You make it look easy, easy.

Mud enduros and motocross
Dishwashing money to buy my gas
Late at night in the cold garage
Building the engine that moved my past
Sliding out of the perfect turn
To hook up the traction just in time
Skip the second half of the double jump
Chase it right down to the finish line

That's how you make it look easy
You make it look easy, easy.

Really it's driving long distance
Dialing in the gear
Studying the balance
Quieting the fear
All the hard landings
All the tough breaks
Learning all of your lessons
Making all the mistakes
That's how you make it look easy
You make it look easy, easy.
Make it look easy
Make it look easy, easy ----

Hear the sound of the rushing wheels
Fly by in a gust of wind
A bright colored flock of steel
Stampede as the race begins
Later on up the winding climb
You break away and shake the pack
You made your move at the perfect time
Over your shoulder they're off the back

That's how you make it look easy, easy, easy...

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