The Event Log - Hugo Kant, Kathrin deBoer

I have heard, it’s the word on the street

That you’re coming back, you’re coming back to see

What you left behind and who you ran from

What you thought not worth fighting for

Some have said that the seasons changed you

Have the many moons affected you

Mysteriously, as a man, or has a good woman taught you finally

Now who’d you leave behind, this time

Who’d you leave behind — crying into her pillow

Now who’d you leave behind

I know you don’t like the facts

Well that’s just too bad

Believe me when i say I’m not trying to make you mad

You’ve got some karmic deficit, talk to me once you’ve settled it

Before that you’re only going to make me mad

Anyway Im out of here, in case the message ain’t crystal clear

To atone you’ve got to go it alone

Don’t sit with your conscience, I’m sure you had one once

Whats the body count this time round

Now who’d you leave behind

Who’d you leave behind, this time

Who’d you leave behind

Crying into her pillow

Go on then face the facts, it’s not looking so bad

I’m sure you can handle it

Your skin has always proven thick

Like water off a ducks back

Has someone really changed that

My question stands though

Who’d you leave behind, this time

Now who’d you leave behind, this time

Who’d you leave behind

Crying into her pillow