Alice Hyatt - Damien Jurado

It’s only fair to tell you

said to me

I know what you see

I know what you think

There are things, there are people

There are things, there are people

I’m reaching for a kiss

She walked me to my side of the car

It’s not that I want you to live

Sometimes it’s so hard to be seen

There are things, there are people

There are things, there are people

Walk on by

Walk on by

And Michael was the alphabet

And Susan was a plate

I was busy being myself

There are things, there are people

There are things, there are people

Walk on by

Walk on by

Leave it be