In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Friday, January 9, 2015
stranger to me now, rewrite three
I don't want to wrestle
with the past anymore
I'm going away
there's nothing to say
I don't believe
I can last anymore
you're a stranger to me now
every dream
where my heart was at stake
is now in the past
dreams never last
I once dreamed of you
but now I'm awake
you're a stranger to me now
yesterday
falls to decay
like a rock in the tide
it crumbles away
gold turns to silver
turning to gray
you are slowly
disappearing
I don't like the person
I turned out to be
so I'm beginning again
shedding my skin
there's a whole new somebody
waiting for me
you're a stranger to me now
I don't need to wrestle
with how everything was
I can tell you goodbye
with completely dry eyes
if you ask me
I'll just tell you because
you're a stranger to me now
you're a stranger to me now
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