Circa Vitae

Stranger

Circa Vitae


It's hard to be a stranger,
A stranger in this town
I find it a little harder
Why should i even bother to strive?

So put me on your shoulder
Watch me grow older and die

To be a stranger, to be estranged
To be a stranger, to be estranged
To be a stranger, to be estranged

It's hard to be a stranger,
A stranger in my own house
The walls are saturated
With the smell of faded daydreams

Cut out these broken, old words
Watch me grow colder and fade

To be a stranger, to be estranged
To be a stranger, to be estranged
To be a stranger