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THE SEVENTH STRANGER
Those words are all remainders echoes growing in the heart of twilight they lay back laughing at naivety's star awaken all those whispers the dusty shadow of a passing favour I wouldn't say that you were ruthless or right I couldn't see from so far
Was I chasing after rainbows one thing for shure you never answered when I called and I wiped away the water from my face the look through the eyes of a stranger for rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd trading in my shelter for danger I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down in the eyes of a stranger
Can�t tell the real from reflections when all these faces look the same to me in every city such a desolate dream
Some days are strange to number some say the seventh sounds a little bit stranger a year of sundays seems to have drifted right by I could have sworm in one evening
And I'm not seized in desperation no steel reproaches on the table from before but I still can feel those splinters of ice
I look through the eyes of a stranger for rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd trading in my shelter for danger I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down in the eyes of a stranger
I must be chasing after rainbows one thing for shure you never answer when I call and I wipe away the water from my face to look through the eyes of a stranger
For rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd trading in my shelter for danger I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down
Walking away like a stranger from rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd trading in my shelter for danger I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down in the eyes of a stranger
In the eyes of a stranger in the eyes of a stranger |
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