Stranger In A Strange Land

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Another pointless day begins with the first few drops of rain
The faceless army walks the $streets, all off to work again
The clock's accusing face stares out, as time hangs heavy all about
Each second that goes past, you know you'll never see again

You feel there must be something better
You feel there must be something wrong
You're just a stranger in a strange land
And strangers always walk alone

Now it seems the world turns cold
You watch your friends all growing old
You need someone you can hold in your heart

And tomorrow when you wake
You'll do the same old shit again
You know there must be a way to escape

Twilight stalks the city streets, cold comfort here between the sheets
Splendid isolation is the order of the day
You should be glad to be alive, but you sold your soul for your nine to five
This shallow grave existence - can there be another way?

You feel there must be something better
You feel there must be something wrong
You're just a stranger in a strange land
And strangers always walk alone

But even now I still get days
When the sun breaks through the rain
Everything just falls in place and I know

That we're all strangers on our own
Lost a thousand miles from home
We will never be alone while we're lost together

I'm the stranger in your head
I'm the razor in your bed
I'm the poison in your bread
I'm deep inside you

I'm the razor in your bed
I'm the poison in your bread
I'm the stranger in your head
Feed your head, feed your head, feed your head

Alan Pout, 1988