i saw you the other day
through a vagrant mist that laid
about us like a veil of
ashes with a tale to tell
listen closely you can hear it wail

isn't it strange?
isn't it really so strange?
it's stranger than i could have imagined.

but i don't have that dream
anymore, unless i'm clean and
i don't fall asleep if
i have anything to
keep me up at least past three.
i don't feel like you and
i wish you didn't too and
you don't feel like me but
i'm not so unhappy.

isn't it strange?
isn't it really very strange?
it's stranger than i could have imagined.

once upon a time i knew
the sequence of your molecules
the abstraction of your eyes which
lead me to my demise.
i'm lost in my room it
took off one afternoon as
i slept alone again i'll
see you god knows when.

isn't it strange?
isn't it really so, very strange?
it's stranger than i could have imagined.