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Intro

 Lover, I remember laying out a map

 Throwing our possessions in the van

 Your tapes piled on the backseat

 And a camera in your hand

 Dressed for our arrival in the Strangeland

 Strangeland blind

 You got no reason

 You got no rhyme

 You get no time to put things right

 To put things right

 You drove across the border

 As the winter rains ran dry

 And, only fit for birdsong, filled the sky

 You threw your head back screaming

 as we raced across wet sand

 And lept into the waters of the Strangeland

 Strangeland blind

 You got no reason

 You got no rhyme

 You get no time to put things right

 To put things right

 You wound the rope around me

 And you pulled the knots in tight

 And shook me like a bad dream from your sight

 And now the things I’ve done to forget you

 Well, it’s not what I had planned

 The sweetest thoughts get twisted in the Strangeland

 Strangeland blind

 You got no reason

 You got no rhyme

 You get no time to put things right

To put things

 Strangeland dreams

 You tore my baby away from me

 We get no time to put things right

 To put things right

 You get no time to put things right

 To put things right

 To put things right

 To put things right