Michael Webster - Unacquainted Strangers

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Are we just two lonely scavengers searching for something we don’t have?
It’s just a feeble imitation of that which we lost long ago
Like two unacquainted strangers you didn’t really know me at all

I guess I could have played it cool
Act like a fool and fall into your arms
I could have acted misconstrued
But we both know that that place weren’t meant for you

And aren’t we just two individual accidents waiting to happen?
I caught myself in the reflection and I couldn’t really care much for it
Just looking for intrepid adventures with another, combined

I guess I could have played it cool
Act like a fool and fall into your arms
I could have acted misconstrued
But we both know that that place weren’t meant for you
 
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"Unacquainted Strangers" by Michael Webster is a poignant song that explores the concept of two individuals who may have crossed paths, but ultimately remain distant and disconnected. The lyrics speak to a sense of longing and searching for something that seems elusive and out of reach. The idea of being like "two unacquainted strangers" highlights the lack of true intimacy or understanding between the two people in question.

The song delves into the idea of missed opportunities and the potential for a deeper connection that never quite materializes. It reflects on the complexities of human relationships and the ways in which we often fail to truly know or understand each other.

The chorus, with its repeated refrain of "I could have played it cool, act like a fool and fall into your arms," captures a sense of regret and longing for what could have been. The lyrics suggest a desire for a different outcome, but ultimately acknowledge that some things are simply not meant to be.

Overall, "Unacquainted Strangers" is a reflective and introspective song that explores themes of loneliness, missed connections, and the complexities of human relationships. Its haunting melody and heartfelt lyrics make it a poignant reflection on the ways in which we navigate the often unpredictable and mysterious terrain of human connection.

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