Rites Of Spring Other Way Around
Maybe what you've seen isn't part of me at all
It must belong to someone, but not to me
Maybe I was too quick - too quick to turn my head
But I had to go - just to get around
Other way around
The world it wants you weak
Another way around
I was so young - I didn't know what it meant
to be hurt and then to hurt
I was so young - and it's getting harder still
just to get around - the other way around
Maybe tomorrow - hope won't come stillborn today
And maybe tomorrow - sounds won't fill in for words to say
And we'll get around
We'll get around
The other way around
