Stranger Reflections

Musicians need writers and writers need musicians.

I never chose this daylight

Wasted time and talent

Dull connections never spark

Stolen timeline up mistaken

Hot hands with stuffed pockets

Of undelivered empty emotions.

(Chorus)

Wrong days spent a fortune

On Stranger relations

Longing for a new real

To change my lost location

On screen shows holes a void

Glimpse peeking potential

Through stranger relations.

Games are lost on peg legs

Close shaves lose black beards

Stolen sand of my wasted time

Sail on bad breath and worse memories

Watered down lies under drunken eyes

Seas of rough pains roll up blinds of

Blocked sceneries of what could have been.

(Chorus)

Wrong days spent a fortune

On Stranger relations

Longing for a new real

To change my lost location

On screen shows holes a void

Glimpse peeking potential

Through stranger relations.

A bad deal folds relative

To wrapping paper

That should always be torn

Celebrations don’t feel good

When you’re already lost

Inside misfits of their delinquent

Apples fall close to misery

Jams up my marmalade

Fields my labyrinth life.

(Chorus)

Wrong days spent a fortune

On Stranger relations

Longing for a new real

To change my lost location

On screen shows holes a void

Glimpse peeking potential

Through stranger relations.

(Bridge)

Stranger relations relative to a broken time piece

Stranger relations forced onto me

Stranger connections burn out full potential

With no relation 

Anything about me.

(Chorus)

Wrong days spent a fortune

On Stranger relations

Longing for a new real

To change my lost location

On screen shows holes a void

Glimpse peeking potential

Through stranger relations.

On screen shows holes a void

Glimpse peeking potential

Through a stranger relation.

November 3rd 2020

By:Adam John Hopkins