Текст, перевод и аккорды “NY Prophesie”
- Music: chan kinchla Lyrics: r. popper & john popper A thousand times a prophet A new york city prophet They lie there all forgotten I wonder who will hear them next Well it wont be me it wont be you Kind of makes you wonder who Any sympathetic ear would do Whos gonna hear them next Lie prophet lie For the sky is much too high Keep it in your eye And memorize the moon Dream prophet dream Dont you listen to them scream We know they didnt hear you yet But youre bound to get there soon What do you think wed hear them say Would they drop down on their knees and pray Would they tell us that its all ok Who do you think will ease their pain And if we dare to listen As the tears freeze up and glisten With the current savior risen Who do you think will ease their pain Lie prophet lie For the sky is much too high Keep it in your eye And memorize the moon Dream prophet dream Dont you listen to them scream We know they didnt hear you yet But youre bound to get there soon What will our mighty future be For there aint no prophet here to see That narrows it down to you and me Do you want to live or die Well weve chosen death with its toll begun (you know) Ive always pictured life more fun Too bad we couldnt ever act as one Do you want to live or die Lie prophet lie For the sky is much too high Keep it in your eye And memorize the moon Dream prophet dream Dont you listen to them scream We know they didnt hear you yet But youre bound to get there soon
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