
I remember meeting you before
I remember waiting
Waiting for the storm to blow away
I remember driving
Southbound from the highland
The radio and me we’re all confused
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues
I remember holding her for days and believing
Breathing in the sea and believing
You could take a goldfish out of the bowl
For more then an unbearable second
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues
It must have been the ebb and flow of tides
The moon will never know
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues
As the train rolls to another track
And the wheels spin
Someone may look back beyond the bridge
I remember driving eastbound from the wreckage
The metronome and me, time misused
Verse into the chorus of a stranger’s blues
It must have been the ebb and flow of tides
The moon will never know
Drugged into the verse of a stranger’s blues
It must have been the ebb and flow of tides
The moon will never know
Verse into the chorus of a stranger's blues
© Mitch Treger
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