I lost you while staring at a wall No mirrors work, this change was inevitable What a strange and awful feeling Such a strange and awful feeling I don't want you to know Identity flirts with identity down in the blood You're changing yourself not for you but for who you were What a strange and awful feeling Such a strange and awful feeling I don't want you to know It's known I've walked this road before And rapped upon the devil's door To see if he'd let an old friend in again Sink inconsistently into the mist of my shroud My fingers are blistered, I hope I ain't thinking aloud I see you when you're sleeping I know when you're awake I don't want you to know We stare at the faith we left waiting to rust in the hall Our land is in pain and the future is stuck in the doorway What a strange and awful feeling Such a strange and awful feeling I don't want you to know