From the album Recognition.

Words and music by Carolyn Arends.

You know Pinocchio had a nose for deception
And I think it’s understood
That you’re doomed from the start if you’re following a heart
That is only made of wood
And it’s the trickiest thing in the whole wide world
To be a real live boy or a real live girl

Becoming human is hard
It’s near impossible
Becoming human is hard
It takes a miracle

You know that old King Lear had a fear of rejection
And I guess it’s pretty clear
That you’re not a good king if you’re only listening
To the things you want to hear
And you can rant and you can rave and you can fret and fuss
But you’ll just grow older without growing up

Chorus

It seems we all arrive with a drive for protection
And we learn to wear these masks
Till it’s hard to believe that we ever can be free
To become ourselves at last
But it’s the most important thing in the whole wide world
To be a real live boy or a real live girl

Becoming human is hard
But not impossible
Becoming human is hard
It takes a miracle

Becoming human is hard
The work is deep and slow
Becoming human is hard
It takes a miracle
I need a miracle
Send me my miracle

© Running Arends Music/ASCAP

RS—drums
MH—acoustic bass
SC— bouzouki, octave mandolin
CA—vocals, guitar (Guild F50 Jumbo), claps
RKS—lap steel, organ, claps
Ann McCrary—vocals
Regina McCrary—vocals
Frida McCrary—vocals
(McCrary vocals engineered by Steve Dawson at The Henhouse Studio, Nashville, TN)

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