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He Seems So Strange
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» highest in charts: # 795 (126,730 songs currently listed in Acoustic)
» highest in sub-genre: # 119 (18,934 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 119 (18,934 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Rock)
About the song
Poland under communism was a vastly different place from New York or Colorado Springs. Food was hard to find, and I subsisted mostly on potatoes, sausage, and vodka bought in the dollar stores.
When I traveled back for Betty and Bob's wedding in December, I got a fresh strawberry on the Finnair flight from Berlin to Helsinki--an unimaginable luxury in Poland.
When I traveled back for Betty and Bob's wedding in December, I got a fresh strawberry on the Finnair flight from Berlin to Helsinki--an unimaginable luxury in Poland.
Lyrics
He went away on a winter?s day and on a winter?s day he?s back
His eyes move slowly like his hands and his step is slack
He seems so strange, he may have gone mad
We don?t know when or where
His words are grey his words are red
Something happened out there
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
He walks alone he stands apart but when he speaks his words are clear
And when he draws us close to him it?s with words we don?t want to hear
?I?ve seen spiteful acts of cruel men,? he says,
?And some of them are ours. Force and strength are blind to love.
In their path, the poor man cowers.?
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
He talks of many lands and tells us words in tongues we do not know
Sometimes it all makes no sense, but sometimes those words grow
Into trees and men and hills and towns
And lives that move and breathe
Into hope and pain, anger and despair
And hearts that love and bleed.
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
He?s been to other worlds and see how others live and dream
He?s walked their roads and streets and fields, followed trails made by their feet.
Sometimes he lies awake at night
Stiff like drunk or mad
Thoughts of other lands and worlds
Keep calling him back
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
His eyes move slowly like his hands and his step is slack
He seems so strange, he may have gone mad
We don?t know when or where
His words are grey his words are red
Something happened out there
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
He walks alone he stands apart but when he speaks his words are clear
And when he draws us close to him it?s with words we don?t want to hear
?I?ve seen spiteful acts of cruel men,? he says,
?And some of them are ours. Force and strength are blind to love.
In their path, the poor man cowers.?
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
He talks of many lands and tells us words in tongues we do not know
Sometimes it all makes no sense, but sometimes those words grow
Into trees and men and hills and towns
And lives that move and breathe
Into hope and pain, anger and despair
And hearts that love and bleed.
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today
He?s been to other worlds and see how others live and dream
He?s walked their roads and streets and fields, followed trails made by their feet.
Sometimes he lies awake at night
Stiff like drunk or mad
Thoughts of other lands and worlds
Keep calling him back
He?s not the same man he was when he went away
He?s changed and we don?t know how, he?s a different man today
A different man today