Stories Untold strangers

Time is nothing
When I'm the stranger, you're the thief
Waiting for a hand to hold.
But my hands are gone,
I can't hold onto anyone
And the thought still haunts me
On my death bed fast asleep.
And you tell me,
Its alright."
And you tell me,
"Its alright.
And the day has finally come,
Everything burns away
And with the ash you're gone.
Good thing I don't care
Because I can't believe
Anything you told me.
You don't know me.
I can't bear to open my eyes
And see all that's left behind.
So you tell me,
Its alright."
"Its alright.
And the day has finally come,
Everything burns away
And with the ash you're gone.
Good thing I don't care
Because I can't believe
Anything you told me.
You don't know me.
You don't know me.
And the day has finally come,
Everything burns away
And with the ash you're gone.
Good thing I don't care
Because I can't believe
Anything you told me.
You don't know me.