Far from Fortune - The Strange Man

Well there's the strange man, that you've seen before
And he's standing on the highway, donno what for
Doesn't get his clothing from an, ordinary store
And his jeans, like his dreams, are dragging on the floor

The cars just rush past, but he doesn't have a care
Just another day of breathing in, polluted city air
He's not crazy! Don't mind the hair
But I bet you'll lose your mind if you ever meet his stare

Yea the Strange Man, he's got a plan
You won't see him lazing around, drawing shapes in the sand 
Late at night, he's out of sight, cause he's a working man
They say he lost his mind, but they don't understand

He can't go home, he lives on the street
keeps a few odd possessions, lined up nice and neat
He loves his soup cans, but doesn't eat the meat
He feeds it to the cat, when they meet and greet

Yea the Strange Man, he's got a plan
You won't see him lazing around, drawing shapes in the sand 
Late at night, he's out of sight, cause he's a working man
They say he lost his mind, but they don't understand

He's not innocent, and he knows that he is damned
All you see is mysery, when you don't understand

Yea the Strange Man, he's got a plan
You won't see him lazing around, drawing shapes in the sand 
Late at night, he's out of sight, cause he's a working man
They say he lost his mind, but they don't understand

Written by:
Daniel van Dyk

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