Must be those strangers who come in the
night
In saucer shaped lights, and
make people up tight.
Leave blue-green footprints that glow in
the dark.
I hope they get home all right.
(CHORUS)

Woke up this morning feeling quite weird
Had flies in my beard.
My toothpaste was smeared.
Over my window they'd written my name,
And "So long. We'll see you
again."
(CHORUS)

John-patrick Yeiser
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