Strangers Getting Stranger

Did you hear the one about a joke without a punchline
Or the song about a movie of a book?
Like a stolen bouquet meant to be given away
To the girl that never gives you a look

Well, that's how I've been spending all my meantime
Wondering if it's doing any harm
Resetting myself to when everything felt
Like a book I'm holding under my arm

But it's not that I want back all my innocence
Just the joy of losing it again

Favorites get their favors
And these strangers getting stranger every day
The great ones all get greater
And these strangers getting stranger every day

We got doctors that know everything about us
We can level cities by the end of the day
The world is turning back into dust, or maybe it's just
We're becoming all the gods that we've praised

Or maybe the world is finally moving on without us
While we wait to see who's winning some debate
It's like a run in a race after spinning in place
We're pulling left when we think we're going straight

But me, I think I'll keep on spinning
And smile as I hit the ground

The favorites get their favors
And these strangers getting stranger every day
The great ones all get greater
And these strangers getting stranger every day
Oh, oh-oh-oh

Like a tree that doesn't look for its fruit
It grows
Like a bird on the day that its season is through
It knows

The favorites get their favors
And these strangers getting stranger every day
The great ones all get greater
And these strangers getting stranger every day
Oh, oh-oh-oh