No one will be a stranger

When the light is done
And the shadows at ease
I watch from the window
A moth on my sleeve
Riding this hurricane night
Oh, like a ghost brought to life

In the grave, no one
No one will be a stranger

Spitting this sex
Like I was pissing in the wind
Of a thousand years
To forget your smile
The taste of tears
To forget your smile
The taste of tears

In the grave, no one
No one will be a stranger