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I am walking through the city

With my ear down to the ground

Trying to find something I lost

I’ll know it by the sound

You are underneath the bridge

And all the cars are driving by

And I say, «stranger, won’t you let me come

And sit with you a while?»

'Cause my tiredness is luminous

It trails me like smoke

But here beneath this road

I think I’ve found the antidote

In those dances in formation

In those people singing songs

In the woman slicing papaya outside Louis Vuitton

You say

«I know that we are stars

'Cause the moon follows me home

I know that we are stars 'cause the sun is yellow»

Breathing in the noise from all the people in their cars

You teach me how to say, Mahal Kita

The world has turned to Blade Runner

These buildings, they have eyes

Men, they stare down at us from glass towers in the skies

You tell me that your bedroom is seven foot by five

And I don’t know who made the gap

But it just keeps on getting wide

And I won’t be the one to say that this world isn’t fair

Let the Catholics and St. Joseph tell the story in their prayers

Of how we came to fill the space

Between heaven and hell

While the hawkers sell their handbags

On the street outside Chanel

«I know that we are stars

'Cause the moon follows me home

I know that we are stars 'cause the sun is yellow»

Breathing in the noise from all the people in their cars

You teach me how to say, Mahal Kita

It’s spilling from our lips, Mahal Kita

And you are free

And nobody can tell you that you’re not

Free

Mahal Kita

Mahal Kita

Mahal Kita

Mahal Kita

An old Chinese woman sells the card we’re sitting on

Tonight she’ll come and tidy it away when we are gone

And the streets will be quiet and the banks will be closed

And the taxis will be lining up to take the tourists home

Tomorrow I’ll keep searching for the rhythm of a song

That I once heard once as a child though the melody has long long gone

And I will think of you every time I’m here

Lit up by a Tiffany’s that used to be DeBear’s

While the people turns to crowds

And the crowd turns to a throng

And a woman slices papaya outside Louis Vuitton

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