You're a kid with a cane and old soul
I see you sit by yourself as people come and go
You are alone and there's a clerk at the cafe with mixed signs on his face
He tries to be police but always argues with me, I give him a hard time

I see the kid with the dreads 10 feet long outside smoking cloves
He's a transparent casualty of society
The boy's broken heart and battle scars
Are on his sleeve

They're in my life
But they're strangers

He never follows the sings he is given
He never answers my questions alone
He tells me how busy he is
I'm too opinionated to care for

He reads and writes like its oxygen
He spends his days as an intellectual

He ponders on the hillside with his dog
I keep forgetting to tell him to leave

He's in my life
But he's a stranger
You're in my life
But you're a stranger

We never made it together alive
We hardly knew there was anything there
We fought all day 'til the night fell on our hearts
I always forgave and forgot the attacks

I should have followed closely to his steps
I stopped giving a shit yesterday
I don't think I'm losing anything now
He never got to know me anyway

You're in my life
But you're stranger
You're in my life
But you're a stranger
Just as much as they are

Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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