Mysterious Stranger, where are you? Lurking in shadow of night?
Do you hide in my mind's eye or are you trapped in the fear of exposing the real inner and outer flesh?
You enter my dreams in darkness and light. You tip-toe in silence like a thief in the night. Are you hiding something tucked carefully away, or are you eternally looking for something, afraid you might find it someday?
I've been reaching out for you, but you fade away as soon as I wake.
The man without a face........how vulnerable you are. You represent all of humanity's fear, doubt, and mistrust of the one thing that could set us all free.
Black roses, white sand, psychadelic firelight........You're the
intimate stranger. Find that passion, ecstacy, even if it were fleeting bliss, can bring a major turn about. Let go of all that binds you oh phantom of deceit. It's the purest and deepest longing that could bind us. What locks will you break, what demons of torment will you slay ? Will you finally break free, reveal yourself to me, or stay forever tormented in your lonely self-created prison?
