Keith Otten - Lyrics for Strand

	Strand
	...and I don't know why I care
	White racing stripes and smoke anchor my memories Of her twisting her hair, in tiny vacant circles A sliver of her hair is all I can bring back A lazy slice of air A strand of her hair Powder blue, I think it was her brother's A cigarette on the wheel as she glides through The park is dead tonight, but she keeps driving through There's no use in pretending that there's something to do And I can't quite bring it back there I don't know why I care I can't remember how I met her And I don't know why I care I can't recall much more than just her finger in her hair I fell in, from mystery to friend I can almost feel that shade of smoke again I don't think I recall if she was hard at all She's not the only one who left me wondering And I can't quite bring it back there I don't know why I care I can't remember how I met her And I don't know why I care I can't recall much more than just her finger in her hair A sliver of her hair is all I can bring back A lazy slice of air A strand of her hair