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Album: Stranger Here
All that I seem to give is a broken spirit
I spoke your words but never seem to listen to them
I think of all the pain, of all the pain you suffered
For your fair weather friends and unrequited lovers
Despite this life and all its comforts
I'm still lacking peace and order
Forgive my heart
If you can, forget that I am such a hollow man
I know it's all part of a plan
Cause when I dream, I dream of golden sand
I lived in a house that I held higher than a temple
I figured out, to feel that way again would never be that simple
Cause now my house is a parking lot, buried on top everything I was taught
Such as love your neighbor and honor your savior
I am but a stranger here, but a stranger
Life was better on that river
All I wanted was peace and order
Forgive my heart
If you can, forget that I am such a hollow man
I know it's all part of a plan
Cause when I dream, I dream of golden sand
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