Stranger Lane from Hoshino Coffee by Nathan Fordyce-Wright

Well who are you with your unassume?
trailed from Bavaria to give your love to Scottish cunts
I'm nothing but an idiot
I'm nothing but the hour-to-hour emotion dump

So see us multiply
roll yourself in strangers' eyes
I've known you for a second now
unveiling in an unknown town

Well who are we but the drunken fools?
roaming round a sunken, drooling, rising pool
of folk all talking too much fucking sense
of getting something off our weary chests

So see us all defy
the expectations in your eyes
I've known you for a lifetime now
revealing sweat upon our brow

I heard Evie whisper something
she's not happy with me I'll be
moving out the closey sharply
wander back to somewhere past me

Hear the pipers on horizon
seems like there's a new sun rising
bright and unadorned by guilt
stitched upon another's quilt

I'll write a message in the fabric
a verse of intent so fantastic
drift towards the cataclysm
dawning fast throughout the schism

Yet there's dregs within my pouch
tar which perfumes in my mouth
Olivia says something to me
I wish I could hear her truly

I wish I could hear you truly
I wish I could hear you truly
Hear you truly

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