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Data di rilascio: 20.09.2004
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Talk to Strangers |
Nah, I wasn’t raised at gunpoint and I’ve read too many books |
To distract me from the mirror, when unhappy with my looks |
And I ain’t got proper diction for the makings of a thug |
Though I grew up in the ghetto and my niggers all sold drugs |
And though that may validate me for a spot on MTV |
Or get me all the airplay that my bank account would need |
I was hoping to invest in a lesson that I learned |
I thought this fool had jumped me just because it was my turn |
I went to an open space 'cause I knew he wouldn’t do it |
If somebody there could see him or somebody else might prove it |
And maybe in your eyes, it may seem I got punked out |
'Cause I walked a narrow path and then went and changed my route |
But that openness exposed me to a truth I couldn’t find |
In the clenched fists of my ego or the confines of my mind |
Or the hipness of my swagger or the swagger in my step |
Or the scowl of my grimace or the meanness of my rep |
'Cause we represent a truth, son, the changes by the hour |
And when you open to it, vulnerability is power |
And in that shifting form, you’ll find a truth that doesn’t change |
And that truth is living proof of the fact that God is strange |
Talk to strangers, when the family fails and friends lead you astray |
When Buddha laughs and Jesus weeps and it turns out God is gay |
'Cause Angels and Messiahs, love can come in many forms |
In the hallways of your projects or the fat girl in your dorm |
And when you finally take the time to see what they’re about |
Perhaps you find them lonely or their wisdom trips you out |
Maybe you’ll find the spot where cycles end |
You’re back where you began |
But come this time around, you’ll have someone to hold your hand |
Who prays for you, who is there for you, who sends you love and light |
Exposes you to parts of you that you once tried to fight |
But come this time around, you’ll choose to walk a different path |
You’ll embrace what you turned away and cry at what you laughed |
'Cause that’s the only way we’re going to make it through this storm |
Where ignorance is common sense and senselessness the norm |
And flags wave high above the truth and the two never touch |
And stolen goods are overpriced and freedom costs too much |
And no one seems to recognize the symbols come to life |
The bitten apple on the screen and Jesus had a wife |
And she was his Messiah like that stranger may be yours |
Who holds a subtle knife that carves through worlds like magic doors |
And that’s what I’ve been looking for, the bridge from then to now |
Just watching BET like what the fuck, son? This is foul |
But that square box don’t represent the sphere that we live in |
The earth is not a flat screen, I ain’t trying to fit in |
But this ain’t for the underground, this here is for the sun |
A seed a stranger gave to me and planted on my tongue |
And when I look at you, I know I’m not the only one |
As a great man once said, there’s nothing more powerful |
Than an idea who’s time has come |
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