Stranger
When I was a child my mother
Would tuck me into bed
And each night as she kissed me
These are the words that she said
She said
Don't go to bed with strangers
Don't play with the dead
Always keep your wits sharp
Like an ax inside the shed
Yay diridi
When I was just a schoolboy
My father he spoke unto me
He said boy, chick, my son
Don't trust anyone
And remember that nothing is free
And the world is full of strangers
The world is full of dread
The world is full of sharpened wits
And millions of tears you will shed
Yay diridi
Well, when I was a young man
My professor at university
Said advice is corrupting
Don't ever be trusting
Don't show your emotion
Human suffering is an ocean
And it's dark at the bottom of the sea
And there's no such thing as a stranger
We're all equally backwards and wrong
Sharpened axes nor wits
Bones are broken by sticks
And you never be free 'til you're strong
Yay diridi
Well, young men grow older
And the world gets colder
Though it never was warm to begin
Don't let down your guard
For the reaper works hard
And he will not take pause 'til you're dead
Now I am old and I'm rusty
My troubles like sand on the beach
They can't be calculated
I always have waited
For something just out of reach
And I too myself am a stranger
My heart is an island in lead
My world is resounding
With miseries abounding
There's only one thing to be said
I'll say
Yay diridi
Writer/s: Benjamin Avrium Caplan
