The Stranger: Funeral Songtext
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The bus drips mud like gasoline
I fell in a sweaty sleep
And found numb guilt inside of me
How often could we meet?
The sanatorium was a need
The manager consoled
Indeed, I never found my place
In memories of old


In light so bright your eyes can bleed
And shadows fly
Their silhouettes came and settled on my mind
Over the edges of the room
I saw their cries
They′re here to judge me
A stranger to their eyes

Coffee, sir?
Yes, please
Some milk will suit it well
Smoke, sir?
Yes, please
I'm sure she wouldn′t care


I saw the shadow of your eyes
She moved amongst cracked voices
Concealed from fears within them
That crawled beside me, formed by life
I saw the shadow in my eyes
Lurking in the deep
Seeking shelter, banging doors
Without an answer, locked away
Formed by death