Strange Times - The Black Keys

Kings and sons of god

Travel all

The way to Earth

Coming restless mile

Easing all of them

All of them for you

Strange times

Here

Strange times

Here

Scratch you

In the square

Meant so much

When we first met

People come

From far and near

Bless them me

Bless them me everyone

Strange times

Here

Strange times

Here

Stay

To dry your tear

I will be the one

To pull you

Through the mirror

Before you come

Before you come undone

Strange times

Here

Strange times

Here

Strange times

Here

Strange times

Here