Edward Sexton - Strangers To Me

The little streets at the end of empty highways
These liminal spaces filled with vacant faces
I am just the spectator of these days
Cornerstone thrones lit in the buzz of neon tones

Maybe you're still somewhere
In deep cuts and picture frames
Under wrecks burning on the road
Illuminating forgotten faces and fading names
I turn to you and say

They're all strangers to me
All the city Lights that I see
All the burning souls in open windows
They're all strangers to me

Rented loft evening lights burning
Shining on your face your eyes are a mirror
Alone In this room with a view with you
The night is so far away but we're only getting nearer

The field plough falls onto the highway
Tearing up your dreams with a scar
under the midnight sky as these scenes scream
A portrait of you just as you are
Faces in mirror frames are free

They're all strangers to me
All the city Lights that I see
All the burning souls in open windows
They're all strangers to me

Are your dreams breaking at the seams
Circus clowns and baseball teams
Look good but then don't look again
Because nothing is as it seems

They're all strangers to me
All the city Lights that I see
All the burning souls in open windows
They're all strangers to me

Written by:
Edward Sexton

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