The Same When you came here, I saw you When I saw you, I knew you When I knew you, I hunched up Turned you away I have a friend, who takes my hand Shows me new consciousness, understands That the risks obscure, are plainer to see Than the risks you get from me Hanging out, it never quite seems the same For real, it washes in the rain Hang it out, hang it out sometime It's never the same I have a tendency to take what I find Show my awareness, not feel blind That the risks obscure, are plainer to see Than the love, you get from me