Okay. so this is kind of dark. But this is an album about influences; and not just all musical influences.

This was written many years ago during a pivitol time in this formerly young man's life; and Jim Croce's influence (Croce can get pretty dark, too) dovetailed with some pain I was going through.

I'm all better now. Honest.

Music and lyrics: Clay Jackson

*Imagine that I’m a stranger
And I’ll imagine it’s been a dream
And we never saw each other before
in our lives
Imagine that we’re not lovers
We never whispered those first few words
And as time went on we never
forgot what to say

And I am glad
I don’t know who you are
And I am glad
I don’t know who you are

Living together was painful
And breaking up, the same
But as time went on we saw through
each other’s disguise
So imagine that it’s been a daydream
We never heard each other say
I’ll always love you
And you will always love me

And I am glad
I don’t know who you are
And I am glad
I don’t know who you are

When images start to unravel
When first impressions begin to fade
Promises made like tales told
can sometimes be lies
If you imagine that I’m a stranger
Then nothing promised is nothing tried
Then I’ll be glad
I don’t know who you are

Then I’ll be glad
I don’t know who you are

And I am glad
I don’t know who you are*

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    Acoustic Guitar, vocal, Folk
    • Type: Original
    • 120 bpm
    • Key: D Min
    • © All rights reserved
    • Lomita, CA, USA
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