They've never told me life could be so cruel...
Not so strange is a one way conversation
Hate to admit but you'd do the same if you were all alone
Not so dirty is a cigarette but crushed under someone else's feet
But easy for you to judge her when you have all you need
Fearful reminder
Nothing's ever guaranteed
Truth be told, truth be told
I fear that someday she might be me.
They never told me life could be so cruel.
Eyes averting won't make her disappear
But easier to pretend that she's not really there..
Fearful reminder
Nothing's ever guaranteed
Truth be told, truth be told
I fear that someday she might be me..
They never told me life could be so cruel,
They never told me life could be so cruel...
Just keep walking, keep on looking the other way
Does it make it easier -easier- easier -for you to face
Fearful reminder
Nothing's ever guaranteed
Truth be told, truth be told.
Not so strange is a one way conversation
Hate to admit but you'd do the same if you were all alone
Not so dirty is a cigarette but crushed under someone else's feet
But easy for you to judge her when you have all you need
Fearful reminder
Nothing's ever guaranteed
Truth be told, truth be told
I fear that someday she might be me.
They never told me life could be so cruel.
Eyes averting won't make her disappear
But easier to pretend that she's not really there..
Fearful reminder
Nothing's ever guaranteed
Truth be told, truth be told
I fear that someday she might be me..
They never told me life could be so cruel,
They never told me life could be so cruel...
Just keep walking, keep on looking the other way
Does it make it easier -easier- easier -for you to face
Fearful reminder
Nothing's ever guaranteed
Truth be told, truth be told.
Contributed by giorgio - 2010/5/30 - 12:05
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Lyrics and Music by Sara Marlowe
Album: Times Like These...
Dedicated to the women who hang out at the park on Spencer Avenue, this song is about ongoing poverty and homelessness, endemic to capitalism.