The Loner

He's a perfect stranger like a cross of himself and a fox

He's a feeling arranger and a changer of the ways he talks

He's the unforeseen danger, the keeper of the key to the locks

Know when you see him, nothing can free him

Step aside, open wide, loner

If you see him in the subway, he'll be down at the end of the car

Watching you move until he knows he knows who you are

When you get off the train alone, he'll know that you are gone

Know when you see him, nothing can free him

Step aside, open wide, it's the loner

There was a woman he knew about a year or so ago

She had something that he needed and he pleaded with her not to go

On the day that she left, he died, but it did not show

Know when you see him, nothing can free him

Step aside, open wide, it's the loner