In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, October 26, 2014
stranger to me now
I don't want to wrestle
with the past anymore
I'm leaving at dawn
I have to move on
I don't believe
I can last anymore
you're a stranger to me now
all the mistakes
I've had reason to make
I've made them just fine
in record time
I once dreamed of you
but now I'm awake
you're a stranger to me now
everything
falls to decay
yesterday
fades away
gold turns to silver
turning into gray
you are slowly
disappearing
I don't want to wrestle
with a dead memory
I can tell you goodbye
with completely dry eyes
I don't even care
if you remember me
you're a stranger to me now
you're a stranger to me now
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