There are strangers In my house They came through the water As I crossed over Now all my little strangers Like children dance with me They're playing ring-a-rosy All fall down Inside of me
Blood of my blood Flesh of my flesh We are one My passenger And I think the stars Are peepholes in the firmament
Someone is watching
I heard your footsteps On the wooden floor But I couldn't face What was behind the door When the student is ready The teacher will appear I have many spirits And they're always near
Blood of my blood Flesh of my flesh We are one My passenger And I think the stars Are peepholes in the firmament