She'snot young, she's not clean
She likes dancing with her suicide machine
In the end you said, "I'm glad that that's not me."
He's not old, he's not poor, But is he dead?
He's says no but he's not sure
Minutes by, your eyes are searching for the cure

Not too far up, not too far gone
We moved away from messiah,
till we were too far from home
Did you catch yourself? Deface a silver line
But it's not as strange cuz we all fall down
In the age of arrival and we were no longer down
Did you face yourself and trace a silver line?

Strange how we wait, when we might not have
the strength to rise again
Strange how we wait, when we might not have
the time for resurrection
Strange how we wait when we might not have
the time, I was , I'll be, I am

It's alright, we're all here, by the time
they have erased our atmosphere,
there'll be nothing left, but a simple place to try
We grow old, we grow strange,
it's so nice to know they're fucking with our brains
I would hate to think that I'm the one to blame

I'm not Strange.