... nothing bothers me

When will you learn
That nothing is the way that it seems
And it's taking away from all of your dreams
And it's left you with nothing
That you can call your own.

I belive
That talking ain't worth a bean
'Cause you can never really say what you mean
But we find ourselves talking
'Cause we feel so alone.

Because it's cold outside
And there ain't no place for us to hide.
But I'm as steady as a tree
'Cause nothing really bothers me.

It's hard to know
That you're the only one that you can trust
And you always gotta do what you must
And the second you stop fighting
Is the second you'll be gone.

Because it's cold outside
And there ain't no place for us to hide.
But I'm as steady as a tree
'Cause nothing really bothers me.



Copyright 2001 Jon Swift
4-track home recordings circa 1998
Jon Swift: all instruments and vocals

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