The Sing (feat. Pase Rock)

Nujabes

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    Do we wanna watch it all fall apart?
    Everytime I walk I watch
    I look, I notice, I observe, I read the signs
    And the signs are pointing in the wrong direction
    The signs are not naming the streets or leading you to the highway
    The signs are naming names
    Tombstones to mark the dead of children not even born
    And I don't mean abortion, I mean what is to come
    The signs are telling me to turn back around
    The signs are telling me to research my past
    The signs are telling me to learn from my mistakes
    The signs are asking me questions

    Do you wanna watch it all fall apart?
    Do you have any control?
    Is there anything that you can do?
    Time is not a nice person, I know because the signs said it
    Time can be generous but ultimately time is indifferent
    Time does not give two damns or a fuck, so what will you do?
    What will we do?

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    So I'm in the middle of the street talking to the signs
    And people are looking at me
    Pointing and laughing like this mother fuckers crazy
    But do they not see the signs?
    Do you not see the signs?

    If there is one thing in this world that you can depend on
    And you can bet your last dollar on is the ignorance of the american people
    And still I have faith
    And still I read the signs
    And they are indeed there
    Some of us are lost and will not find our way no matter what the signs say
    Some of us do not see the signs because we are too busy shopping
    Some of us do not see the signs because we can't help but stop
    And look at the accidents, and stare
    We are in a daze
    We are amazed by the worlds displays
    Some of us do not see the signs because
    We are giving spare change to the homeless
    We are getting gas, we are volunteering for duty
    And we are watching television
    We are driving around in circles on spinners,and we are working 8 to 6

    We are on our way to the club, we are high, we are drunk, and we are sober
    And we do not see the signs
    We are listening to a moron babble
    We are listening to tounges that lie
    We give them a ear, we give them a hand, we give them both eyes
    So we cannot see the signs
    Slow! There are children playing in the streets and they cannot read the signs
    They are only children
    Stop! Stop!
    I fear there is no u-turn, and that this road that ends
    Because we cannot read the signs
    Do you not see the signs?
    We must read the signs
    And we must turn around, we must turn around
    We gotta turn this shit around
    And we gotta read the signs
    We must read the signs, we must read the signs, we must read the signs
    We gotta read the signs, we gotta turn this shit around
    We must turn this shit around
    We gotta turn this shit around
    We gotta read the signs

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    Composition: Nujabes and Pase Rock

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