Stranger Than the Stranger On the Shore - (Chris Difford, Glenn Tilbrook)

    Acid casualties and angry young men
    The litmus test of a guitar and pen
    Revolve around date sheets lost lonely rooms
    And this is my home and I will leave soon
    For a house with a tower
    Where there's visiting hours
    And the day leaves its taste on a spoon

    The black eye of the camera bruised by my blush
    Leaves another chin and another hair cut
    The image in focus the shot aims to kill
    And I'm cropped at the waist as I run through the mill
    So I'm lost for an encore
    The kodachrome wants more
    Now I'm snapped with my head in the still

    The contract's been signed with a stroke of my blood
    I'm drowned by the name that sinks in the mud
    Thrown from emotion to swim back to the shore
    Where the sound of a drum beats time to applause
    Now my life's in danger
    Of ending up stranger
    Than the stranger who walked on the shore

    Stranger than the stranger
    Who walks by my bed
    Shares in my life
    Lives although dead
    Stranger than the stranger I am sure
    Stranger than the stranger on the shore

    Marco Giunco
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