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John Wesley Harding · Other Songs - John Wesley Harding

I'm looking for those old familiar faces



In the places I left behind



All the Townsons, Barnes and Staces



And some good old friends of mine



Because everyone is someone



That I seem to recognize



Must be the old familiar faces



In their eyes



I'm walking down these streets that have no signposts



In a language that I know



And I never will belong here



And it's clear that one day I'll go



But when I turn the corner



There's another memory



Why don't those old familiar faces



Let me be



I used to live a life without a present



And no need to go back when



But now I see the truth so clearly



And I want it her back again



She hosts the ghosts of people



In the shadows all around



Until the old familiar faces



Fill this town



Everyday I feel the sun shine stronger



On the dark side of my heart



And people look like strangers now



That I can't tell apart



So I smile and nod politely



Like they're friends that I once knew



I've found those old familiar faces



In you