Bob - Every Stranger Looks Like You

My face, it is not my own

I leave the past buried ‘cause it’s all just mirrors and smoke

Your lips are too frail for these words

My limbs are too frail for this earth

I can’t wait until I feel home again

I can’t wait until I feel whole again

We were lovers, and here we lie

We ate each other and then we died

We were nothing

And I am no one

Memories are reality

Until they’re gone