Passing Stranger - Scott Matthews, Jon Cotton

See the sign up ahead, it calls out your name

It’s a meaningful sign but it makes no sense

They saw you pass on through with only one shoe

And a mystified mind with an angel for a guide

There’s a destiny song that’s meant for me But I’m weary of the soles of my innocent feet

Like a single site you know it’s all you’ve got

So be sure to aim true with your eyes on full view

There’s nobody you can accuse

The mirror reflects upon truth and from inside I feel bruised

The mask that I wear is unsure

Unable to find a known cure so I hide forevermore

I was passing stranger with a name I can’t remember

I am 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'

It takes a little time and I’m barely alive

But I 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’t do Can’t do, I can’t do Something strangely familiar about the way I am

I’m sitting next to the man with the unsteady hands

He says, «How are you, son, where you been all week?»

I recognize his voice even in my sleep

Lord only knows what I got up to Maybe it’s best for me if I just found my shoes

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, trying not to hide