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 destiny song that's meant for me But I'm weary of the soles of my innocent feet. Like a single shot you know it's all you got, So be sure to aim true with your eyes on 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 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'll make it none-the-less, 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 (can do; I can do) There's something strangely familiar about were I am I'm sitting next to the man with the unsteady hands He said "How are 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 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 betrays a bold truth And from inside is 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...