Текст песни I Miss Strangers - Death Cab for Cutie

You were by my side on the frontlines
Do you remember? Do you remember?
Two casualties of the punk wars
Buried in leather, in leather

But these days I miss strangers more than I
More than I miss my friends
And the waves of conversations breaking on
The shores of my head again

Furnishments, dumpstered, or groundscored
You didn't need money, not money
Everything you owned in a hatchback
Battered and musty, and musty

But these days I miss strangers more than I
More than I miss my friends
And the dive bars filled with hopeless drunks sinking
Deeper into their sins
And I'm trying to be here now, but I'm only asking when

Reach out
Reach out
Reach out to what is choking you
To what is choking you
Reach out to what is choking you
To what is choking you
Reach out

These days I miss strangers more than I
More than I miss my friends
And the waves of conversations breaking on
The shores of my head again
Yeah, these days I miss strangers more than I
More than I miss my friends

And I'm trying to be here now, but I'm only asking when
Yeah, I'm trying to be here now, but I'm only asking when
I'm trying to be here now, but I'm only asking when