Shibuya Streets

A thousand blank faces
Making haste upon the pavement
Feet dancing like a fresh rain losing the last of the elasticity they were saving
Just to say hello before fading

Maybe I know little about them
And less about me
Bouncing through the crowd like a pinball machine
Everyone is plugged with ear buds, feeling the hype
And I might, too, but I’m not the stereotype

Scary a sight when I pause at the crosswalk
They’re all looking for the lollipop man propping up a blue checkmark
Telling you when you can stop, go, or lock you up for blocking the box

Everybody’s all talk even with their lips zippered
Slithering through filters like a lizard in an air conditioner
Invisible venom’s in the stratosphere
Keep throwing shade, and we’ll never see a bright idea

These visions are larger than they appear
And small enough to not seem real
And somehow I couldn’t see clearer
The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

These visions are larger than they appear
And small enough to not seem real
And somehow I couldn’t see clearer
The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

Stop
Go
Walk
Slow

Stop
Go
Walk
Slow

Never know who you’ll meet
In these Shibuya Streets
Look out for circus freaks, student geeks and sewer creeps
Crooners lying through their teeth and cougars wearing jewels so chic
Taboo, it seems, maybe it’s a lucid dream

We can’t shop clothes
Every shops closed
Every road to success is filled with potholes
The story that they’re selling’s littered with plot holes
Whoever authored this novel, only God knows

Takes me back to when times were Feudal
But I refuse to be the Emperor’s honest pupil
Most of us are hungry for a ruler
While they’re feasting on a spoonful of our brains like it was a bowl of Ramen noodles

I am neutral
But choosing sides to gain power’s crucial
Or that’s the rumor
I’m no sleuth or prosecutor
But these rotten optics smell peculiar
Not to sound intoxicated, but our troop has been bamboozled!

Can’t know joy without pain
Sunshine without rain
Never thought I’d miss a light breeze
But in a hurry came a hurricane
Yet ignorance don’t cost a thing

Like a fish can’t know it’s in water
There’s a hundred guppies that we’re brothers with and one of us is an impostor
Maybe that takes a fool to believe
Or maybe, the impostor is me

These visions are larger than they appear
And small enough to not seem real
And somehow I couldn’t see clearer
The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

These visions are larger than they appear
And small enough to not seem real
And somehow I couldn’t see clearer
The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

We wear walls and fences like a diamond necklace
Glasses so expensive
Got the tinted lenses
We sell tennis bracelets
For the love of hatred
Charms painted with those upside down smiley faces

We wear walls and fences like a diamond necklace
Glasses so expensive
Got the tinted lenses
We sell tennis bracelets
For the love of hatred
Charms painted with those upside down smiley faces

Stop
Go
Walk
Slow

Stop
Go
Walk
Slow

Stop
Go
Walk
Slow

Stop
Go
Walk