"i am mine i am my own" Said the ancients years ago Apples and pears rotten lie The eulogy itself can write When i heard the man was dead i wondered Do i have a hero that'll stay? He said "i am mine and no others" But i never planned to live that way Cradled hands don't hide your calls I hear them rolling in the walls Calling out toward the wind Asking how to begin again If you're strange Then i would love to meet you I can't go on any other way Been on my own too long to retreat Yeah you're just getting too old to delay But you say "soon i will be new Soon soon Soon i will be new Soon" And if you're strange Then i would love to meet you I can't go on any other way Been on my own too long to retreat And you're just getting too old to delay