Doesn't Hurt Anymore - John Trudell

I think about how I’m doing

But I don’t know what I’m thinking

Shattering into shadow light

Reflecting thoughts I can’t relieve

My heart doesn’t hurt anymore

But my soul does, maybe

That’s what souls are for, to

Take the hurt the heart can’t take

The heart can’t take

Distance playing tag playing tricks

With whatever it is I can’t find

My weakness’s are my band-Aids

Covering for how I don’t bleed

In all the stones I threw

Some were for flinging

Some were for bringing

And some I never knew

I never knew

My heart doesn’t hurt anymore

But my soul does, maybe

That’s what souls are for, to

Take the hurt the heart can’t take

Living painted into a picture

Dripping off all these paintings

The colors of emotion

Seeking any kind of devotion

Some things are private

Between me and the dead

And some of the rest

Is better off left unsaid

My heart doesn’t hurt anymore

But my soul does, maybe

That’s what souls are for, to

Take the hurt the heart can’t take

The heart can’t take

My heart doesn’t hurt anymore

But my soul does, maybe

That’s what souls are for, to

Take the hurt the heart can’t take

The heart can’t take