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Stranger

All the world is quiet

But there's a stranger at my door

Should I go, this beckoning call

We'll see just what's in store

 

Take me back 'round yonder

With a big smile on your face

Keep me still with steady breath

Don't forget your place

 

**** your intuition

Hang it on your wall

All I want's a little taste

You're a stranger after all

 

I'll meet you in the valley

Where strangers go to roam

We'll swim in toxic waters

We'll call this box a home

 

You'll know me like no other

Get into my head

You'll be my bread and butter

The stranger in my bed

 

One day will come a parting

And a meeting of the two

When strangers disappear from here

There's only me and you

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bria-prior
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Published
Sep 23, 2010
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