This Christmas, I am off the grid
Don't want nobody knowing what I did
To the hardest year I've had so far
To the day I don't know where to start
Strange to imagine we will both grow old
Stranger than the days to come
Can't read your mind, no I gotta be told
Listen to your silence, oh my Lord

In reality, it's not that far away
I make excuses almost everyday
But I won't hurt you anymore
No, they locked me up, and told me what I'm for

There's a wind blowing
I can feel it at my door
There's a storm coming
Oh there are cries for war
And if you need to know that I don't love you anymore
Well I'm sure there's something else you should be asking
There's a problem in my head
There's a stranger in my bed
Gather up my soul and then
Give a piece to all my friends
Let them know I tried my best
Keep the love and burn the rest

I want to live in outer space
I don't believe I'm for this place
far away from the telephone ring
Far away from anything
Stranger thing, my friends will die
Strange to wonder who will go
If it works out then that I'm still alive
Leave me be, I don't want to know

in reality, it's not that far away
I wake from nightmares almost every day
But I won't wonder anymore
face down on my pillow on the floor
There's a wind blowing
I can feel it at my door
There's a storm coming
Oh there are cries for war
And if you need to know that I don't love you anymore
Well I'm sure there's something else you should be asking
There's a problem in my bed
There's a stranger in my head
Gather up my soul and then
Give a piece to all my friends
Let them know I tried my best
Keep the love and burn the rest


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Golden Tongue (Thanatopsis) song meanings
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