Text: Rickie Lee Jones. Matters.

What you wish for, what you think
The photographs you carry around
What whispers to yourself
When you're finally gone

What you take when you go
Adds up to the big number
What you leave with who you know
Makes the big picture matter

It doesn't matter if you're fat
Wear a helmet or wear a hat
If you're sorry or if you're sure
Who you are is who you were
Who you were matters

So deep inside yourself
Looking out at everyone else
Think a thing, in a while you meet it on the street
Because it matters
Ah, house across the sand