Stranger and stranger I seem to get,
The world pass me by,
Just when I though my ways were set,
I do not know why.
Things that could not possibly be,
Seem to drift past,
What is real and reality,
It’s going much to fast.

I do not control certain things,
This is not who I am.
I live now in a world of dreams,
Life of shifting sands,
I’ve changed my look to a stranger,
I’ve lost all control,
I didn’t catch the sign of danger,
Now what do I know?

What has become of me,
I now dress in black,
What am I supposed to be,
My belongings in a sack.
Now this world has changed,
I live in the twilight zone,
My clothes, my hair are disarranged,
I speak in no known tone.

I am strange, I see myself,
The world pass me by,
I am nor but someone else,
I stare at the sky.
The world has left me far behind,
I no longer change,
I like the stars must shine,
Why am I so strange.

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