LIKE A STRANGER

pre-verse?:here's a song - and I will share it
I know its true, you may not care for it
but the truth is I am not writing this so we can discuss
I only write this for my catharsis
and thus...

verse 1: Look at you.
so torn between what you thought you ought to be
and what you were inside- you hide 
behind that facade of false-enlightenment
blinding everyone with your light
and your new right philisophies 
you called it freedom and it was bright from a distance
but it was when I got too close
that it all became too clear
it was hardly "freedom" but rather fear (the motivation) 
and I now I know too much
and I do not desire your touch
and knowing that, you turn you back from me- why is that, stranger.
is the extrovert now shy when truly revealed?

chorus: Oh what a wonderful life you could lead
if only you didn't live in reality
consequence would be coincidence
and nothing of significance
and I see you aren't a student of zen
or anything you pretended to be
funny how deep down I knew this all along
though you insisted that I was wrong- that you were strong 
you just couldn't admit to the truth to yourself or to me


VERSE 2: and this you called love, but it was just your escape
another pretty vice for your lips to taste
funny how when I wasn't turned on by your haste
when I wouldn't let you have your way
you stopped calling- stopped writing 
it was the end of the chase
rejection it seems was not part of the game 
and now you have very little to say
you only spew silence - distance, like a stranger
and now I see how you play

BRIDGE: I always tried your way and perspective 
I always came over to your side
but you never visited mine. 
no, you never visited mine
why? you were so sure you were right
despite the inconsistencies in those theories
that suggested to me that you're not as sure you'd like to be. 
that just maybe you were afraid of being weak. 
afraid of being wrong.

chorus: Oh what a wonderful life you could lead
if only you didn't live in reality
consequence would be coincidence
and nothing of significance
you proclaimed yourself a student of zen
but now I see that was just pretend 

Were you ever even my friend
or was that a mask you wore

stranger, move on
return my things be gone
you spewed distance, like a stranger
goodbye, stranger
goodbye.