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MY BLUE CAMUS

And so I learned that familiar paths traced in the dusk of summer evenings may lead as well to prisons as to innocent, untroubled sleep.
– From The Stranger, Albert Camus

Nobody knows me like I do and I'll never let them know.
Nobody sees things like I see and I'll never let them see.

'Cause I'm the Stranger,
Midnight Ranger,
Skirting danger,
I'm the Stranger.

Oh what a fool I was back then, and oh what a fool I'm now.
If only I could go back again and begin again somehow,
But Quasimodo and I must run to fortify Notre Dame,
We'll climb up the stairs and ring the bells to warn the entire land.

That I'm the Stranger,
Midnight Ranger,
Skirting danger,
I'm the Stranger. . .

Waiting for something,
Afraid of the one thing,
The one thing that he knows will change him. . .

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