[verse] i was looking at the stars not the ones you've seen silently opaque through the silver limousine floating in the air powdering to preen chandeliers will crack crumble reconveen
[bridge] is there a pride before we fall? born of the night time wait in desire for something more bored of the night time
[pre-chorus] i don't know what to take now i will wait for the upward feeling meant to be any day now will I ever be something more than
[chorus] strange, strange or be forgotten abstain from the passing fashion if fame is really an illusion then be strange, strange or be forgotten
[verse] i am living in the past future came to me caught up in the tide of a distant memory coming to the fore waiting to reveal caught up in the time of a different century
[bridge] myriad eyes you were alive for the first time elegant smile you were revived for the last time
[pre-chorus] i don't know what to take now i will wait for the upward feeling meant to be any day now will I ever be something more than
[chorus] strange, strange or be forgotten abstain from the passing fashion if fame is really an illusion then be strange, strange or be forgotten