Strangers in Danger Lyrics

Song	Strangers in Danger
Artist	Sinead O'Brien
Album	Strangers in Danger
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	作词 : Sinead O'Brien/Julian Hanson/Oscar Robertson
	作曲 : Sinead O'Brien/Julian Hanson/Oscar Robertson
	I knew I was worse then than what I thought I was
	Plastic flowers in bloom and the sound of soccer
	Men bonding ten shades of shy
	In lost lines I go walking
	Back and forth between loss and worth
	What worth are we to one another talking
	What worth are we in words
	I am not worried or certain because this is not my life
	This is just the dust before the fall and the rise
	It’s hopeless being so focused
	I was better off then than I what I knew
	Better stray than in such close proximity to the blue
	One step removed
	I thought I drew well
	Until I drew you
	I was better off then than the best of you
	Plastic flowers in bloom
	That’s how I knew
	The City in the summer
	Is like a machine
	Turns you til your essence is gone
	Keeps moving
	After the feeling is gone
	You could find yourself under a rock or table gone
	With all the lost lines
	Poetry of the cemetery
	Secret societies and false memories
	Of the Summer dawns you never saw
	You said you saw
	Streets move in time with our minds
	Only I see it this way because I am a stray
	Only I said it so I gave it the life of day
	I am a stranger in danger
	I feel more close to home away
	Everybody is running after the wrong one
	Strong feelings for wrong people
	It’s all the strange wild ways of the unfamiliar forces
	Strange things
	Are strangers
	Other people’s people
	Until they’re familiar and unappealing
	The pace slows
	The range - it narrows
	The other people become realer and you become further away
	A solitary revealing
	Moves the meaning of the street we live on
	It’s a strange range of normal to be
	Is it normal to feel in facts
	To deal in doubt
	I doubt the words are worth what they were
	What worth in words are we
	What worth on earth are the words
	Chinese history could tell you that
	Anyone could tell you that
	The streets become moving time machines
	Of minds gone by
	Making one step removed memories
	Of this crying
	Laugh of a life
	Daily distance
	The cause is typical
	They say history has a historical way of repeating
	Karma comes back again to fix us
	These are the danger days
	So wrapped in far aways
	Other people’s secret societies
	Rows of fathers in parked cars
	Away from new children
	And lightly married wives
	These are the other people’s lives
	Strangers In Danger
	You begin to imagine yourself
	In cold doorways like a lost girl grown up on the wrong side of safe
	You could find yourself under a rock or a table gone
	The sound of soccer again is on
	Public secrets play in windows
	Men in parked cars drive on
	Bars grow fuller
	Streets grow long
	What’s your worth in words
	What worth on earth are the words
	What’s an unworn idea worth
	What's an unspoken idea if it's un-woken
	What worth do you unearth with the way of your words

	zuo ci : Sinead O' Brien Julian Hanson Oscar Robertson
	zuo qu : Sinead O' Brien Julian Hanson Oscar Robertson
	I knew I was worse then than what I thought I was
	Plastic flowers in bloom and the sound of soccer
	Men bonding ten shades of shy
	In lost lines I go walking
	Back and forth between loss and worth
	What worth are we to one another talking
	What worth are we in words
	I am not worried or certain because this is not my life
	This is just the dust before the fall and the rise
	It' s hopeless being so focused
	I was better off then than I what I knew
	Better stray than in such close proximity to the blue
	One step removed
	I thought I drew well
	Until I drew you
	I was better off then than the best of you
	Plastic flowers in bloom
	That' s how I knew
	The City in the summer
	Is like a machine
	Turns you til your essence is gone
	Keeps moving
	After the feeling is gone
	You could find yourself under a rock or table gone
	With all the lost lines
	Poetry of the cemetery
	Secret societies and false memories
	Of the Summer dawns you never saw
	You said you saw
	Streets move in time with our minds
	Only I see it this way because I am a stray
	Only I said it so I gave it the life of day
	I am a stranger in danger
	I feel more close to home away
	Everybody is running after the wrong one
	Strong feelings for wrong people
	It' s all the strange wild ways of the unfamiliar forces
	Strange things
	Are strangers
	Other people' s people
	Until they' re familiar and unappealing
	The pace slows
	The range - it narrows
	The other people become realer and you become further away
	A solitary revealing
	Moves the meaning of the street we live on
	It' s a strange range of normal to be
	Is it normal to feel in facts
	To deal in doubt
	I doubt the words are worth what they were
	What worth in words are we
	What worth on earth are the words
	Chinese history could tell you that
	Anyone could tell you that
	The streets become moving time machines
	Of minds gone by
	Making one step removed memories
	Of this crying
	Laugh of a life
	Daily distance
	The cause is typical
	They say history has a historical way of repeating
	Karma comes back again to fix us
	These are the danger days
	So wrapped in far aways
	Other people' s secret societies
	Rows of fathers in parked cars
	Away from new children
	And lightly married wives
	These are the other people' s lives
	Strangers In Danger
	You begin to imagine yourself
	In cold doorways like a lost girl grown up on the wrong side of safe
	You could find yourself under a rock or a table gone
	The sound of soccer again is on
	Public secrets play in windows
	Men in parked cars drive on
	Bars grow fuller
	Streets grow long
	What' s your worth in words
	What worth on earth are the words
	What' s an unworn idea worth
	What' s an unspoken idea if it' s un-woken
	What worth do you unearth with the way of your words

	zuò cí : Sinead O' Brien Julian Hanson Oscar Robertson
	zuò qǔ : Sinead O' Brien Julian Hanson Oscar Robertson
	I knew I was worse then than what I thought I was
	Plastic flowers in bloom and the sound of soccer
	Men bonding ten shades of shy
	In lost lines I go walking
	Back and forth between loss and worth
	What worth are we to one another talking
	What worth are we in words
	I am not worried or certain because this is not my life
	This is just the dust before the fall and the rise
	It' s hopeless being so focused
	I was better off then than I what I knew
	Better stray than in such close proximity to the blue
	One step removed
	I thought I drew well
	Until I drew you
	I was better off then than the best of you
	Plastic flowers in bloom
	That' s how I knew
	The City in the summer
	Is like a machine
	Turns you til your essence is gone
	Keeps moving
	After the feeling is gone
	You could find yourself under a rock or table gone
	With all the lost lines
	Poetry of the cemetery
	Secret societies and false memories
	Of the Summer dawns you never saw
	You said you saw
	Streets move in time with our minds
	Only I see it this way because I am a stray
	Only I said it so I gave it the life of day
	I am a stranger in danger
	I feel more close to home away
	Everybody is running after the wrong one
	Strong feelings for wrong people
	It' s all the strange wild ways of the unfamiliar forces
	Strange things
	Are strangers
	Other people' s people
	Until they' re familiar and unappealing
	The pace slows
	The range - it narrows
	The other people become realer and you become further away
	A solitary revealing
	Moves the meaning of the street we live on
	It' s a strange range of normal to be
	Is it normal to feel in facts
	To deal in doubt
	I doubt the words are worth what they were
	What worth in words are we
	What worth on earth are the words
	Chinese history could tell you that
	Anyone could tell you that
	The streets become moving time machines
	Of minds gone by
	Making one step removed memories
	Of this crying
	Laugh of a life
	Daily distance
	The cause is typical
	They say history has a historical way of repeating
	Karma comes back again to fix us
	These are the danger days
	So wrapped in far aways
	Other people' s secret societies
	Rows of fathers in parked cars
	Away from new children
	And lightly married wives
	These are the other people' s lives
	Strangers In Danger
	You begin to imagine yourself
	In cold doorways like a lost girl grown up on the wrong side of safe
	You could find yourself under a rock or a table gone
	The sound of soccer again is on
	Public secrets play in windows
	Men in parked cars drive on
	Bars grow fuller
	Streets grow long
	What' s your worth in words
	What worth on earth are the words
	What' s an unworn idea worth
	What' s an unspoken idea if it' s un-woken
	What worth do you unearth with the way of your words

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