Rearrange The Hurt

Kate: Stand tall, Light - Line falling The sun is calling So lets ride the rain and go Let’s go Lets ride, Michelle Lets ride Michelle: Kate took control of every trip, We took, Buying into non-conformity, She drove us, She rode us, She saved us And once we were out on the road, Did she uncover my eyes, So I could see ‘Cause she knew I would run for the hills, From a lack of certainty, I would flee She believed in rolling the windows down, She believed in the artistry, Of not having plans, And to not understand Where to go when rolling around in town Kate: This ain’t right Michelle: What’s not right? Kate: Your descriptions. Your depictions? Put more effort into it. Michelle: I’m trying Kate: Then try harder Michelle: Do you remember, the day that you came to me? Kate: Yeah? Michelle: You sat down, somewhat solemnly, And with one hand on my knee, You looked at me And said: “Where you live doesn’t define, The girl you are Your family are lovely, to me, And to me you are a star” Riding Round, We head for the South Or sometimes we instead go West, And the rest we make up, Within our heads Music is blasting, The wind is blaring, And we’re beyond caring ‘Cause crazy, little me Has discovered the star that you saw in me Kate: Michelle, what the Hell? Michelle: What? Kate: You’re too reluctant. You must strike strong. Now, You see the speed I’m going at? Michelle: Yeah? Kate: Well, we’re going at a speed where a collision is almost certain, unless a quick change of direction. Michelle: Okay? Kate: So which way should I turn? Left or right? Michelle: I don’t know, which way? Kate: Who cares? A crash is about to happen. 3…2…1 Which Way?! Michelle: I don’t know?! Right! Kate: Slow, ‘Chelle, slow Michelle: I know right. Bloody Hell! I don’t know. We’re just watching the sky rise, slow I don’t know. But all I know is I don’t have the strength inside, To let go. The car is full, And the sun still shines And there’s a glaze of hope shining in my eyes I don’t know. But all I know is I don’t have the strength inside, To let go. I can’t look back, To seek what’s spaced ‘Cause there a tear in my eye When I see your smiling face So I’ll just drive, I’ve come too far to feel like I’m not alive Though you’re not alive I feel your soul in me, Though you’re a distant memory ‘Cause bleeding in my chest, Is your heart, your eyes But I can’t let your shone soul rest Kate So, where do you wanna go, now? Michelle: Take a left. Kate: No, I mean in life. What’s your dream? Where do you wanna go? Michelle: Not sure… I want to drive? Kate: No! More, ‘Chelle, more. Come on! Michelle: I want to feel the wind in my face. Kate: Bigger! Michelle: I want to be an actress! I want to shine! Kate: Yes, kid! C’mon! Michelle: I want to break rules. I want to complete impossibilities. I want to see the world! Kate: I want to paint. And live a life with no rules. Michelle: I want to ride forever! Michelle: The skyline overseas, The starlight’s not empty Just freedom Just freedom No hurt, work out our careers Fleetwood Mac is all I hear David Bowie playing, nice and loud Hurt, we can’t allow The stars are full, No time to sleep Freedom’s all we need No hurt, we work on our careers Music’s all we hear David Bowie playing, nice and loud Hurt, we can’t allow Just ride into the sun, Freedom Lessons, we’re learning Step into sun Meeting, retreating A lost history If on edge, Will I learn how to just be? Lean on it. Love it. Live in history. Keep it. Believe it. Stood still, retreat. Just a young girl, With no, Purpose to be Trees changing, exchanging Their colours, they blur Elated, showcasing Their gift to the world If I believe it, Then will it work? Or will I live out my life Rearranging the hurt? She’s laughing, And I’m laughing Just like she’s alive A sunken spirit Uplifted the skies If I believe it, Then will it work? Or will I live out my life Rearranging the hurt? Driving faster, Songs blaring We sing along No hurting, just Fleetwood Our favourite songs If I believe it, Then will it work? Or will I live out my life Rearranging the hurt? Will I live out my life Rearranging the hurt?