Passing Stranger

See the sign up ahead, it calls out your name
It's a meaningful sign but it makes no sense
So you pass on through with only one shoe
And a mystified mind, with an angel for a guide
There's a destination that's meant for me
But I'm weary of the soil on my innocent feet
Like a single shot, you know it's all you got
So be sure to aim true with your eyes in full view

There's nobody you can accuse
The mirror reflects a bold truth
And from inside I feel bruised

The mask that I wear is unsure
Unable to find a known cure
So I'll hide for evermore

I'm a Passing Stranger
With a name I can't remember
I'm going blind from the dust in my eyes
But the ground back home seems so far away
And I'm coughing up my lungs
But I know I've gotta stay
I'm moving slow with nowhere to go
I stumble on a sign, 'One Mile to Dine'
And it takes a little time, and I'm barely alive
But I'll make it nonetheless with a shortage of breath

The coffee you poured me is cold
The paper I'm reading is old
And that smile is not your own

The clothes that I wear are soaked through
I'm all out of luck for you
And there's a million things I can do

There's something strangely familiar about where I am
I'm sitting next to the man with the unsteady hands
He said "How you son, where you been all week?"
I recognise his voice, even in my sleep

Lord only knows what I got up to
Maybe it's best for me if I just find my shoe
And confirm my suspicions, for heaven's sake
And pick up my trail from my front gate

There's nobody you can accuse
The mirror portrays a bold truth
And from inside it's what you do

Start digging around and you'll find
Missing for years your own life
You're better off trying not to hide
Not to hide...