Hurts me, hurts you
Know you, hurts me
Please know, you were no better or worse than me
Those who would say, that you were not OK
Where in your way, had no place, worlds away
And the death you described inside
As it was your own
Should have been a season passed,
But now it’s no soul
Hurts you, hurts me
Hurts all those that I can see
Something, somewhere, is not quite clear
If only that day, you had broke down and had your say
Though the death you had described, well it was your own
And since you have passed away, our ears hear not from your soul
Hurts me, hurts you, no you, hurts me
Hurts all those that I can see
And you displayed your happy face again
But this just cannot happen again
And you said that you were OK, but you took you away
This cannot happen again, others hear what is said
To take it own your own, day by day
credits
from At Random Red,
released April 1, 1999
Guitars/Vocals: John Muecke
Bass/Cello/Keys: Andrew Muecke
Drums: Simon Sherwell
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