Strange City

Here is how life goes:
You’re not happy with what you got
There’s always somewhere else to be
You want to be what you’re not
And oh you get so bitter
With nothing real to show
For being so unfaithful
To those poor hearts you broke
And oh your eyes grow red
Silent on your side of the bed
I’m sorry he thought you asleep
When you only needed to weep

But oh I was dreaming of you
When I had the strangest thought
I was in a strange city
And you were there with me
So everyone in this town
Was someone in ourselves
People who loved you
People who loved me
And even people we loved and hated
Oh, all our enemies
But it was all familiar faces
No strangers’ identities

I dream often of this dark city
That we brighten with our souls
Our smiles are the streetlights
The sound of traffic is our laughter
The woman on the corner is your mother
The man walking by is my brother
And there’s that easy familiarity
Even with the people you said you hated
We know each other so well now
Even our well worn dislike has abated

But when I awake in the morning
I wonder when we forgot our dreams
And you shouldn’t need a photograph
To remember the last time you felt alive
So maybe on the nights
When you can only cry
You can wander down the street
To where no one says good bye
And you’ll be happy and pretty
You’ll be so relieved and free
To be with your closest friends
Even your so called enemies