Unfamiliar Songtext
von Willie Wisely

The taste of mud
The taste of silver
I′m still in Catalina
Collecting caterpillar
Cleaning room and climbing ladder

I am your friend in the throes of something wicked
I am your friend, but does it matter?
The sun is sweet and all, but soon the sweetness dies

The taste of mud is not (unfamiliar)
Summer hanging on too long (unfamiliar to me)
And you've become


You send no word
And all that I can do is guess about July
You′ve left me every day since
Memory replays the anger

Feet in the sand and all, but soon the sea will rise

The taste of mud is not (unfamiliar)
Summer hanging on too long (unfamiliar)
You've become (unfamiliar to me)

So if you're well
Let me know, but not too much
′Cause it would hurt to hear your laughter
Your laughter

The sun is sweet and all, but soon the sweetness dies

The taste of mud is not (unfamiliar)
That′s the worst way you could be (unfamiliar)
You've become (unfamiliar to me)

(Unfamiliar)


The taste of mud is not (unfamiliar)
You′ve become