This is a strange affair

The time has come to travel but the road is filled with fear

This is a strange affair

My youth has all been wasted and I'm bent and grey with years

And all my companions are taken away

And who will provide for me against my dying day?

I took my own provision but it threw me and wasted away

This is a strange, this is a strange affair



Oh, where are my companions?

My mother, father, lover, friend and enemy

Where are my companions?

They're prisoners of death now and taken far from me

And where are the dreams I dreamed in the days of my youth?

They took me to illusion and they promised me the truth

And what do sleepers need to make them listen, why do they need more proof

This is a strange, this is a strange affair