Strange Letters
Kelly Sloan Lyrics


Strange letters keep coming to my door
With words from a man, in the hand, of a girl he knew before
Although they're not mine, each line
Is like a song I've heard before
That played in a day when we weren't so tall and tired
The kid in a crib all tender meek and mild
Before he went into the wild
And then we grow old
The things that go away
Stay until we're gone

Strange sounds keep coming through the floor
They sound like a voice through the phone
From a life I used to know
He spoke in a way, with a gaze
That made me bare in what I wore
That song that played when we acted unrehearsed
Each line, intertwined with each thorn in every word
And we felt it like a curse
And then we grow old
The things we can't hold onto
Were never really ours

Strange letters keep coming to my door
Don't know who they're for anymore
Cause the girl's been gone so long
She used to sing bout a thing
That she heard on the radio
The part of the song that made her feel so alone
The line that brought her back to the one she knew before
When she opened up the door
And then she grew old
The things I threw away
Are there until I'm gone


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Written by: Kelly Sloan

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