There's too many people you used to know
They see you coming they see you go
They know your secrets and you know theirs
This town is crazy; nobody cares
In four sentences - this pretty much exemplifies life living in any village. The village can be small, like the one I live in.
"If I had to choose my place of birth, I would have chosen a state in which everyone knew everyone else, so that neither the obscure tactics of vice nor the modesty of virtue could have escaped public scrutiny and judgment." Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Dicourse on the Origin of Inequality. (1754)
If you don't care knowing that they know - then who in the fuck really cares about anything. We should wear our lives on our sleeves and hold no secrets. Easier said than done though.
