Strangeways from Strangeways by Eliot Wilder

You tell me that I’m living in a fantasy
But I gotta say I disagree
I feel the world way too much
And I’m drowning in reality
Wish I could let it go
Knock it down like a domino

Strange ways
These strange ways
Strange is all I see
Strange ways
These strange, strange ways
This strange reality

I take it all in and I write it all down
It helps me sort it out
All I want is to tell the truth
Remove the shadow of a doubt
No need to tell a lie
There is no pie in the sky

Strange ways
These strange ways
I wanna understand
Strange ways
These strange, strange ways
I’m a stranger in a strange land

Wish I could hide under the bed
And have my meals served on a tray
But I am cursed with a curious mind
I am strange in my own way
If you could see what I see
You’d know it’s no fantasy

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