Текст песни Blues Traveler - Ny Prophesie
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Music: chan kinchlaLyrics: r. popper & john popperA thousand times a prophetA new york city prophetThey lie there all forgottenI wonder who will hear them nextWell it wont be me it wont be youKind of makes you wonder whoAny sympathetic ear would doWhos gonna hear them nextLie prophet lieFor the sky is much too highKeep it in your eyeAnd memorize the moonDream prophet dreamDont you listen to them screamWe know they didnt hear you yetBut youre bound to get there soonWhat do you think wed hear them sayWould they drop down on their knees and prayWould they tell us that its all okWho do you think will ease their painAnd if we dare to listenAs the tears freeze up and glistenWith the current savior risenWho do you think will ease their painLie prophet lieFor the sky is much too highKeep it in your eyeAnd memorize the moonDream prophet dreamDont you listen to them screamWe know they didnt hear you yetBut youre bound to get there soonWhat will our mighty future beFor there aint no prophet here to seeThat narrows it down to you and meDo you want to live or dieWell weve chosen death with its toll begun(you know) Ive always pictured life more funToo bad we couldnt ever act as oneDo you want to live or dieLie prophet lieFor the sky is much too highKeep it in your eyeAnd memorize the moonDream prophet dreamDont you listen to them screamWe know they didnt hear you yetBut youre bound to get there soon