Hands willing to touch, the mind wants to believe.

Dreams in head, stop that brain.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Time is drifting away, appointments I do not meet.

Tick tock, tick tock, crazy noise.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Feeling so near, being so far.

All the same, but this different.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Rich of money, poor of time.

Full of beans, full of busy.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Balancing life, l’equilibre. (Wo)man of the year.

So so lost in the middle of the wood.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Running away, tryin’ to escape a ghost

taking center with all that it is.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Wanting it all, waiting to try,

walking away but no goodbye.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

Nice game, funny jokes. Just play.

Not enough, not enough I would say.

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

This does not satisfy, Sex doesn’t kiss goodnight.

Move on move on, just another try

It’s kind of strange, almost stranger.

It’s kind of Lilith, kind of the sun

and kind of nothing but strange and sweet.