Sort Of Stranger Songtext
von The Greeting Committee

I see you running out from the garden
Calling the kids, the floor is rotten
Brittle-boned homes for adolescents
I guess we do turn into our parents

And all of the discord I thought I ran for
Don′t wanna feel more, don't wanna feel
And it just gets harder, swear I feel further
Just wanna feel you, just wanna

If you′re gone, who gets the toothbrush ready?
If you're gone, I'll watch too much TV
If you′re gone, how do I go on living?
If you′re gone, how do I go on?


Call it a cop out like hating a hometown
Knock on your window with leash in my mouth
I've been agent, I wanna be anchored
You look right through me like some sort of stranger

And all of the distance I thought I missed it
Don′t wanna feel it, don't wanna feel
And it just gets harder, swear I feel smaller
Just wanna feel you, just wanna

If you′re gone, who gets the toothbrush ready?
If you're gone, I′ll watch too much TV
If you're gone, how do I go on living?
If you're gone, how do I go on?

I won′t say your name again
I′ll hate words that resemble it
I won't say your name again
I′ll hate words that resemble it
I won't say your name again
I won′t say your name