John Trudell Doesn't Hurt Anymore
I think about how I'm doing
But I don't know what I'm thinking
Shattering into shadow light
Reflecting thoughts I can't relieve
My heart doesn't hurt anymore
But my soul does, maybe
That's what souls are for, to
Take the hurt the heart can't take
The heart can't take
Distance playing tag playing tricks
With whatever it is I can't find
My weakness's are my band-Aids
Covering for how I don't bleed
In all the stones I threw
Some were for flinging
Some were for bringing
And some I never knew
I never knew
My heart doesn't hurt anymore
But my soul does, maybe
That's what souls are for, to
Take the hurt the heart can't take
Living painted into a picture
Dripping off all these paintings
The colors of emotion
Seeking any kind of devotion
Some things are private
Between me and the dead
And some of the rest
Is better off left unsaid
My heart doesn't hurt anymore
But my soul does, maybe
That's what souls are for, to
Take the hurt the heart can't take
The heart can't take
My heart doesn't hurt anymore
But my soul does, maybe
That's what souls are for, to
Take the hurt the heart can't take
The heart can't take