Lyrics I wish I wrote: Questions for the Angels, by Paul Simon

PAY SPECIAL ATTENTION TO VERSE 3! Sheesh!

Verse 1

A pilgrim on a pilgrimage
Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge
His sneakers torn
In the hour when the homeless move their cardboard blankets
And the new day is born
Folded in his backpack pocket
The questions that he copied from his heart
Who am I in this lonely world?
And where will I make my bed tonight?
When twilight turns to dark

Chorus

Questions for the angels
Who believes in angels?
Fools do
Fools and pilgrims all over the world

Verse 2

If you shop for love in a bargain store
And you don’t get what you bargained for
Can you get your money back?
If an empty train in a railroad station
Calls you to it’s destination
Can you choose another track?
Will I wake up from these violent dreams
With my hair as white as the morning moon?

Chorus

Questions for the angels
Who believes in angels?
I do
Fools and pilgrims all over the world

Verse 3

Downtown Brooklyn
The pilgrim is passing a billboard
That catches his eye
It’s Jay-Z
He’s got a kid on each knee
He’s wearing clothes that he wants us to try

If every human on the planet and all the buildings on it
Should disappear
Would a zebra grazing in the African Savannah
Care enough to shed one zebra tear?
Questions for the angels

Dope.

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