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I am not a prophet I wouldn't be one if you paid me But it doesn't take a lot to see Just where you're headed lately Pretty soon you're gonna ask me How come the life you lead Doesn't make you very happy Or satisfy your needs And you talk about your needs as though You know just what they are Well, in fact, to really know them Is like traveling to a star It takes so long you die along the way So I say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey, hey-hey' Hey, hey, hey Yeah, I say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey-hey'
Come on, sit down And let's talk about illusion How everything is made of it No wonder life's confusin' All this stuff that we take for granted So solid to the touch Is just a concrete indication That we love ourselves too much 'But if we don't love ourselves,' you say 'Who will and whatever for?' And I say, 'That's a better question Than the one you asked before' But the answer is still just as far away So I say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey, hey-hey' Hey hey hey-hey-hey
Let go of all of this Forget about your reason You can leave it all behind you You can start another season 'Cause all these silly little fictions Are gonna take you by surprise As you see them in the daylight And you finally realize That you told them to yourself Nobody else was listening And you'll be standing broken-hearted Like a disillusioned Christian With your mouth open but nothin' left to say So just say, 'Hey, hey, hey-hey, hey-hey' Hey, hey, hey-hey Hey, hey, hey
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