The Strangest Stranger

The Strangest Stranger (In All of Creation)
The Strangest Stranger (In All of Creation)
Two kinds of people feel perfectly at home and at ease anywhere: 1) the spiritually advanced, self-realized paramahamsa, 2) the utterly animalistic moron. This song is for the rest of us.
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©2003 Ekendra Dasa

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Sun comin’ up – he’s right on time
Birds are out talkin’ on the telephone line
Every blade of grass is right where it ought to be
Only one thing is out of place and that thing is me

Early in the morning ’til late at night
I get a sneaky feelin’ somethin’ ain’t right . . .

Like I’m the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time
How’d I get in this situation?
Doin’ the wrong thing in the wrong way
The strangest stranger in all of creation.

The band plays on – and they keep dancin’
My stomach ain’t strong enough for all that romancin’
Never played Spin The Bottle – I ran the other way
And I went full throttle. Now here I am today

I said everything that lovers say but I felt a million miles away . . .

Like the wrong guy in the wrong place at the wrong time
How’d I get in this situation”
Doin’ the wrong thing in the wrong way
The strangest stranger in all of creation.

This heart keeps beatin’ but it’s got limits
This temporary skin – I can’t get comfortable in it
If life is a song, I’m way out of rhythm
I don’t belong in this whole solar system

But enough about me – what about you? Ever feel the same way, too?