You talk about life, you talk about death,
And everything in between,
Like it's nothing, and the words are easy.
You talk about me, you talk about you,
And everything I do,
Like it's something, that needs repeating.
I don't need an alibi or for you to realize,
The things we left unsaid,
Are only taking space up in our heads.
Make it my fault, win the game
Point the finger, place the blame
Address me up and down,
It doesn't matter now.
'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don't need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
It don't, don't make sense.
The first two weeks turn into ten,
I hold my breath and wonder when it'll happen,
Does it really matter?
If half of what you said is true,
And half of what I didn't do could be different,
Would it make it better?
If we forget the things we know.
Would we have somewhere to go?
The only way is down, I can see that now.
'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don't need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
It don't, don't make sense.
It's really not such a sacrifice
'Cause I don't care if I ever talk to you again.
This is not about emotion,
I don't need a reason not to care what you say,
Or what happened in the end.
This is my interpretation,
It don't, don't make sense.
And it don't have to make no sense to you at all,
'Cause this is my interpretation, yeah, yeah, yeah.
《The Go Between》的第一句就是" The past is a foreign country, they do things differently",書中主角在53年後重讀年少時的日記,重塑一段當時不明白,也就漸漸忘記的故事。他在66歲的時候,才知道自己13歲時曾經擔當過一個重要的角色。