Questions For The Angels

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[Verse 1]

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A pilgrim on a pilgrimage,  walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, his sneakers torn,
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In the hour when the homeless move their cardboard blankets, and the new day is born.
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Folded in his backpack pocket,  the questions that he copied from his heart..
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Who Am I in this lonely world,  and where will I make my bed tonight,
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When twi-light turns to dark.

[Chorus]

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Questions for the angels...  who  believes in angels?
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Fools do, fools and pilgrims, all  o - ver  the world.

[]Verse 2]

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If you shop for Love in a bargain store,  and you don't get what you bargained for,.
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Can you get your money back,  If  an empty train in  a rail-way sta-tion,
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Calls you to its destin–a-tion, can you choose an-o - ther track?
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Will I wake up from these violent dreams
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With my hair as white as the morning mo–oo–oon.

[Chorus]

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Questions for the angels,  who  be - lieves in angels,
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I  do, fools and pilgrims, all   o - ver the world.

[Verse 3]
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Downtown Brooklyn, the pilgrim is passing a bill-board,
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That catches his ey–ey-eyes,  it's Jay-Z,  he's got a kid on  each knee
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He’s wearing clothes that he wants  us to try.

[Verse 4]
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If every human on the planet,  and all the buildings on  it, should disappear
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Would a zebra grazing in the African Sav-an-na, care enough to shed one zebra tear?
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Question for the angels.