Standing on the corner,
Here is what I see:
I see a guy walking by,
Who looks a lot like me.

Going through the motions,
We all must follow through,
Doing all of the things,
We are supposed to do.

Stopping at the lights,
Abiding by the law,
Over and over again,
Like riding a seesaw.

Living day to day,
Surviving year to year,
Staying on the path,
Like life is a career.

Following all the rules,
Playing the same game,
Like bees inside a hive,
Every day is the same.

Everybody looks alike,
We speak the same way,
Somebody asks a question,
We know just what to say.
In all the voices I hear,
In all the points of view,
Nobody ever knows
More or less than I do.

Standing on the corner,
Watching myself walk by,
Without ever knowing,
As to the reason why.

Standing on the corner,
Walking down the street,
I see a mirror image
In every face I meet.

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