Tuesday, December 21

truth

oh, it's a strange day
in such a lonely way
I saw some children dance
I watched my life in a trance
and the people around me
seem so glad to be here
will my time pass so slowly
on the day that I fear?

and the noise that surrounds me
pulls so loud in my head
from the promise that healed us
to the lies that I said
oh, it's a strange day
in such a lonely way
some people look down on me,
I know they like what they see

strange day,
such a strange day
such a strange day

—bernard sumner

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