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Sep 2010
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
Written by
Bria Prior
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