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Passing Stranger Lyrics - Singles - Scott Matthews

See the sign up ahead, it calls out your name 

It's a meaningful sign but it makes no sense 

They saw you pass on through with only one shoe 

And a mystified mind with an angel for a guide 

 

There's a destiny song that's meant for me 

But I'm weary of the soles of my innocent feet 

Like a single site you know it's all you've got 

So be sure to aim true with your eyes on full view 

 

There's nobody you can accuse 

The mirror reflects upon truth and from inside I feel bruised 

The mask that I wear is unsure 

Unable to find a known cure so I hide forevermore 

 

I was passing stranger with a name I can't remember 

I am going blind from the dust in my eyes 

But the ground back home seems so far away 

And I'm coughing up my lungs, but I know I've gotta stay 

 

I'm moving slow with nowhere to go 

I stumble on a sign 'One Mile To Dine' 

It takes a little time and I'm barely alive 

But I make it nonetheless with a shortage of breath 

 

The coffee you poured me is cold 

The paper I'm reading is old 

And that smile is not your own 

 

The clothes that I wear are soaked through 

I'm all out of luck for you 

And there's a million things I can't do 

Can't do, I can't do 

 

Something strangely familiar about the way I am 

I'm sitting next to the man with the unsteady hands 

He says, "How are you, son, where you been all week?" 

I recognize his voice even in my sleep 

 

Lord only knows what I got up to 

Maybe it's best for me if I just found my shoes 

And confirm my suspicions for heaven's sake 

And pick up my trail from my front gate 

 

There's nobody you can accuse 

The mirror portrays a bold truth 

And from inside it's what you do 

 

Start digging around and you'll find 

Missing for years your own life 

You're better off trying not to hide 

Not to hide, trying not to hide 

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