Sanoja: Triumph. Stranger in a Strange Land.

Andy Warhol's modern man builds a castle in the air
The deck is stacked but his house of cards
Grows as high as the market will bear

It won't take much to make his ship of dreams
Come crashing to the ground
You just wait for the wheel of fate to turn
The wind of the wolf is gonna blow it all down

Shallow rivers of fashion run on courses tried and true
Masses dive in and it washes 'em down
Makes 'em feel like they're all brand new

A blinding hatred caused by fear
Is showing in their eyes
They want their truth all black and white
But a rainbow never tells no lies to a

Stranger in a strange land
What's a man supposed to do?
I'm just a stranger in a strange land

When will the light come shining through?
When will the light shine through?
Let it shine, let it shine, oh, shine on

To feed the heart's addiction
In answer to my soul
It may not be the best of worlds
But it's the only one I know

In the shadow of Damocles' atomic sword
We learn to live with fear
Stringing out lives of quiet desperation
We're all just strangers here

Riding along on the razor edge
Burned in the acid fall
Groping in the darkness, searching for a way
To fill the empty space inside
And between us all

Stranger in a strange land
What's a man supposed to do?
When a stranger's in the strange land

We're just waiting and watching and wondering
When will the light come shining
The light come shining
The light come shining through

When will the light shine through?
Shine on, shine on, shine on, shine on
When will the light shine through?