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I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
Oh god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

How do you feel? that is the question
But I forget you don’t expect an easy answer
When something like a soul becomes initialized
And folded up like paper dolls and little notes
You can’t expect a bit of hope
So while you’re outside looking in,
describing what you see
Remember what you’re staring at is me

Cause I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
All I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

How much is real, so much to question
An epidemic of the mannequins
contaminating everything
We thought came from the heart,
But never did right from the start
Just listen to the noises (no more sad voices)
Before you tell yourself
It’s just a different scene
Remember its just different from what you’ve seen.

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

And it’s the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it’s the stars
The stars that lie to you

And it’s the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it’s the stars
The stars that lie to you

I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
oh god it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

Cause I’m looking at you through the glass
Don’t know how much time has passed
And all I know is that it feels like forever
But no one ever tells you that forever feels like home,
sitting all alone inside your head

And it’s the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it’s the stars
The stars that lie to you

And it’s the stars
The stars that shine for you
And it’s the stars
The stars that lie to you

Who are the stars?
Who are the stars?
They lie…

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
And taking your advice I’m looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
A little bird who’ll sing about the magic that was you and me

Cause you and I both loved
What you and I spoke of
What you and I spoke of
Others only dream of the love that I love

See I’m all about them words
Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words
Hundreds of pages, pages, pages forwards
More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive
Now you and I, you and I
Not so little you and I anymore
And with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving is the glory of a boy

you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I’m already finally out of

and it’s okay if you have go away
just remember the telephone works both ways
and if I never ever hear it ring
if nothing else I’ll think the bells inside
have finally found you someone else and that’s okay
cause I’ll remember everything you sang

you and I both loved what you and I spoke of
and others just read of and if you could see now
well I’m already finally out of words.

I’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I’m waiting for my rocket to come
I’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I’m waiting for my rocket, ya’ll

y’see it started way back in nyc
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a west end avenue at 63
the beginning of a leap year, february, ‘96
with a guitar picked up in the mix
i committed to the licks like a nickel bag of tricks
well look at me now
look at me now
look at me now, now, now, now

i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket, ya’ll

well you’re never gonna guess
where i’ve been been been
and i have no regrets
that i bet my whole checking account
because it all amounts to nothing up in the end

well you can only count on the road again
we’ll soon be on the radio dial
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
like a band of gypsies on the highway while
i’m one man pushin’ on the california skyline drive
up the coast mc brag the most
i ‘m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
put my cruise control’s on coast
cuz i’m tourin’ around the nation on extended vacation see
I got Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
i say, “i like your style, crazy pound pup!
you need a ride’ [*woof*]
well come on, girl, hop in the truck!”

i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket, ya’ll
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come on
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket, ya’ll

see i’m a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here
i’m ready to play
and i’m s a sucker for a filly
got a natural ability I’m geared to freestyle
look at my flexibility
dangerous at the mike
my ghetto hat’s cocked right
the ladies say, “yo, that kid is crazy”
the backstage betties taking more than they can get
they say, “what’s up with m-r-a-z?”

hey, hey, something’s different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
hey, hey, something’s different in my world today
they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
i’m just a curbside prophet
curbside prophet now
curbside prophet now
curbside
come on, now
curbside prohet
waiting for my rocket to come…

Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this :
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah…

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
And she tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah…

(Yeah but) Baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor, (You know)
I used to live alone before I knew ya
And I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
and love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah…

Well there was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when I moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah

Hallelujah…

[Instrumental]

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelu…
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelu…
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah

Hallellllluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuujjjaahhhh…Hallelllluuuuuujjaaaaaaaaaahhhh

My life is brilliant

My life is brilliant
My love is pure
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
‘Cause I’ve got a plan.

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful, it’s true
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do.
‘Cause I’ll never be with you

Yes, she caught my eye,
As I walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high.
And I don’t think that I’ll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful, it’s true
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do.
‘Cause I’ll never be with you

(Na na na naaaa….)

You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
when she thought up that I should be with you.

But it’s time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.