Nothing Really Matters
Chan Marshall
When you see a face in the crowd
With a look of obsession
There's no subtle way to say
There's plenty of defense and discretion
Living with what's left
All the gifts
But outside
It's like nothing really matters
How can other people's ways
Be an estimate of your way of life?
Can't the words and birds and trees and earth
Be the same thing
And be just as right?
It's hard, alert-test
It's so hard, alert-test
It's like nothing really matters
It's like nothing really matters
It's like nothing really matters to them
If you could turn it around
If you could see it a different way
If you could turn it on its knee and bend it down
It wouldn't really matter
But outside, alert-test
Alert-test