its about being left out of the picture
words and riff by spall, backed by cracking bass by Gahan, and thumpin drum by pete H
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nobody called while you were gone
i guess that was a message anyway
maybe they were frightned by the tone
of your unaccountability
who was that calling you today
that had you paceing by the phone
the little things that dont go away
they are destructive of their own
what were those words you tried to speak
caught between the sobbing and the rage
i thought the earth belonged to the meek
i thought we were both past this stage
im gonna stand like a man in the morning sun
with my hands in the air for everyone
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