Spent another season in the valley of the bones But higher grounds was callin, callin me back home 109 answers to 110 proofs Back up to my bed o' nails and my leakin roof Hold me sober and hold me still Hold my past up against my will Nothing's wrong when your head is gone Nothing is a stranger to me now All that good behavior I knew it wouldn't last At the funeral of fossils, I buried up the past But just like I predicted the past came jumpnig up Jumped up like a devil who had finally seen enough Hold me sober and hold me still Hold my past up against my will Nothing's wrong when your head is gone Nothing is a stranger to me now Saw a lighthouse in the wheatfield where I drove off the road But, when I got there, there was nothing but darkness in a hole And down inside I saw my favorite place Furniture all busted and the arson on her face Nothing is a stranger to me Nothing is a stranger to me Nothing is a stranger to me now