Text: Crowded House. Temple Of Low Men. Never Be The Same.

Don't stand around like friends at a funeral
Eyes to the ground
It could've been you
Why do you weep for the passing of ages
You slip with the back of your hand
You're taking it out on the one you love
I couldn't believe it

Chorus

But we might still survive
And rise up through the maze
If you could change your life
And never be the same

How long must I wait
For you to release me
I pay for each mistake
While you suffer in silence

I could still have an easy life
But the lie ain't worth the living
Once more will I hear you say

chorus 2
That we might still survive
And rise up through the maze
If you could change your life
And never be the same

Don't stand around
Like friends at a funeral
Eyes to the ground
Don't suffer in silence

'Cause we might still survive
And rise up through the maze
If you could change your life
And never be the same

And every time I hear you
Never be the same
And every time I mess up
Never be the same