From the recording Strangers
Lyrics
Strangers
Phil Maffetone
It was your car by the garbage behind the bar
You were not there nor anywhere
They said you came stood out in the rain
Then you were gone something so wrong
Now it’s late two weeks of fate
You are not here you are not there
It seems so soon the setting moons
as seasons pass the reasons asked
Then suddenly it took too long
Tearing right from wrong
we always seem to see
The strangers of ourselves in you and me
When I go back behind the bar your car
It’s still there you’re in the air
We always knew our secrets grew
That frightening feeling falling calls
Oh, where’s your car the garbage and the bar
It’s just not there not anywhere
Suddenly it took too long
Tearing right from wrong
we always seem to see
Strangers of ourselves
Strangers