Alice Hyatt

"It's only fair to tell you"
Linda said to me.
"I'm not what you see,
I'm not what you think."
"There are things. There are people.."
And then reaching for her keys,
She walked me to my side of the car.
"It's not that I want you to leave.
Sometimes it's so hard to be seen."
"There are things. There are people.."
Walk on by
Walk on by
Michael was the alphabet
Susan was a play
I was busy being myself
"There are things. There are people.."
Walk on by
Walk on by
Leave it be

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Writer(s): Damien Jurado