A stranger in Time - Mamas band A penny in your pocket, a suitcase in your hand, You’re looking at the neon of a distant promised land. The steel and glass are rising, the stars are burning cold, You traded retro memories for everything you’re told. You fly across the canyons, you rise above the cloud, The subroutines are singing, the silence is too loud. You hold the keys to heaven, the future is your home, But in a crowded city you are standing all alone. Though you ride on the silver wings of tomorrow, You still wander the old roads of your sorrow. The world is turning faster, but time is just a sand, And you are just a stranger in a technocratic land. One day you are a master, the king of digital streams, The next day you are running from your synthetic dreams. The copper wires are humming, the plastic flowers bloom, You watch a fake horizon from your automatic room. You stepped out of a lifetime, believing it was right, To leave the ancient campfire for this electric night... The screen displays are fading, the iron curtain falls, An echo of the past is trapped inside these glass walls. The twenty-first position won't give you what you lack, You’re knocking on the door but there is no going back. Though you ride on the silver wings of tomorrow, You still wander the old roads of your sorrow. The world is turning faster, but time is just a sand, And you are just a stranger in a technocratic land. Tomorrow... A stranger in time... Lost in the future... #mamasband #eugenmusic #newsong2026 #music - @eugen.music