Strangers

I am a stranger in a perfect land
There is no danger, except my own two hands
I am full, but I thirst. I am whole, but fear the worst is yet to come

No enemy waits for me, except the memory of how it used to be
When it hurt, but didn't kill
When the only work was the will to carry on, oh

Feeling is not enough, when feeling feels like way too much
Are these feelings, are they lying to us

I see all I want, I hold all I need
Broke the heaviest chains still can't get free
Don't tell a warrior to be still
We hold cups that can never, ever be filled

No enemy waits for me, except the memory of how it used to be
When it hurt, but didn't kill
When the only work was the will to carry on, oh

Feeling is not enough, when feeling feels like way too much
All these feelings are they keeping us



Credits
Writer(s): Lara Eastburn
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