Umphrey's McGee > Songs > Syncopated Strangers > Lyrics

    I imitate you
    Right where the feeling runs out
    Strangers today are loved by us all
    Different but smelling the same

    Now I shuffle time it seems
    And you are a clock
    Ask me to count when I'm already gone
    I don't know a tick from a tock

    But there seems to be a something
    And it's standing in the way
    And it blocked our sense of vision
    And it made our costumes gray
    She's standing in the courtyard
    As her body ran away
    With the crystallized foreground
    And forbidden on this way (?)
    But some of them sudden dreamers
    Well they'll have a red goat surprise
    And they can make you see us clearer
    Through your muddy watered mind
    And someday we will discover
    That the door was always there
    But someone fucking locked it
    And they took away the stairs

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