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seventh stranger
those
words
are all remainders
echoes
growing
in the heart of twilight
they
lay back
laughing at naivety's star
awaken
all
those whispers in the dusty shadow of a passing favour
i
wouldn't
say that you were ruthless or right
i
couldn't
see from so far
was i
chasing
after rainbows
one
thing
for sure you never answered when i called
and i
wiped
away the water from my face
to
look through
the eyes of a stranger
for
rumours
in the wake of such a lonely crowd
trading
in
my shelter for danger
i'm
changing
my name just as the sun goes down
in the
eyes
of a stranger
can't
tell
the real from reflections
when
all these
faces look the same to me
in
every city
such a desolate dream
some
days
are strange to number
some
say the
seventh sounds a little bit stranger
a year
of
sundays seems to have drifted right by
(i
could have
sworn) in one evening
and
i'm not
seized in desperation
no
steel reproaches
on the table from before
but i
still
can feel those splinters of ice
i look
through
the eyes of a stranger
for
rumours
in the wake of such a lonely crowd
trading
in
my shelter for danger
i'm
changing
my name just as the sun goes down
in the
eyes
of a stranger
i
must be chasing
after rainbows
one
thing
for sure you never answer when i call
and i
wipe
away the water from my face
to
look through
the eyes of a stranger
for
rumours
in the wake of such a lonely crowd
trading
in
my shelter for danger
i'm
changing
my name just as the sun goes down
walking
away
like a stranger
from
rumours
in the wake of such a lonely crowd
trading
in
my shelter for danger
i'm
changing
my name just as the sun goes down
in the
eyes
of a stranger