Strange Days

These are the strange days Life plays out In the strangest way I don't know where I stand Always spinnin' 'round Will I ever land? If black is white and up is down And I reach for the sky, will I find the ground? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh We are the strange ones On the outside, on the sidelines The castaways I want what you want To be alright, to be noticed To find my place Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (these are, these, these are) Ooh, ooh (these are), ooh (these are), ooh (these are, these are) Ooh, ooh (these are), ooh, ooh, ooh (these are, these, these are) Ooh, ooh (these are), ooh (these are), ooh (these are, these, these are) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (these are, these are, these days, are the strange ones) Ooh, ooh (we are), ooh (these are), ooh (these days, we are the strange ones) To be alright, to be noticed (we are the strange ones) To be alright (be alright, be noticed, be alright) To be alright, to be noticed (oh) To be alright (be alright, be alright, gonna be alright) Barren days, we lost our way Hold on, my friend, hold on When all is lost, we've all to gain Hold on my friend, hold on