THE WORLD LOOKS AT ME

THE WORLD LOOKS AT ME


funny how i sit and think
the world has lost all since of hate
and every day that passes by
i cannot help but wonder why
the people that walk by me
look so strangely at me
standing on the corner

the corners and the city life
reflect on passers-by
that such a person as myself
exists for nothing but himself
and as i wonder through this maze
i seem to think much like my neighbors
i'm a stranger

the passers-by look down on me
and see just what they want to see
dim reflections mirrored
as i lean against the billboard
oh if only they could pass me by
and never really wonder why
i'm smiling.


1968 r.stevie moore/mike burroughs

as appears on
on graycroft
moore-burroughs 2002


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