Talk To Strangers Lyrics

Song	Talk To Strangers
Artist	Saul Williams
Album	Saul Williams
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	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
	MTVOr get me all the airplay that my bank account would need
	I was hoping to invest in a lesson that
	I learnedI 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 ****, 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

	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
	MTVOr get me all the airplay that my bank account would need
	I was hoping to invest in a lesson that
	I learnedI 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 , 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

	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
	MTVOr get me all the airplay that my bank account would need
	I was hoping to invest in a lesson that
	I learnedI 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 , 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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