Shibuya Streets

By Mat4yo

On Evergreen Datastream

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A thousand blank faces

Making haste upon the pavement

Feet dancing like a fresh rain losing the last of the elasticity they were saving

Just to say hello before fading

Maybe I know little about them

And less about me

Bouncing through the crowd like a pinball machine

Everyone is plugged with ear buds, feeling the hype

And I might, too, but I’m not the stereotype

Scary a sight when I pause at the crosswalk

They’re all looking for the lollipop man propping up a blue checkmark

Telling you when you can stop, go, or lock you up for blocking the box

Everybody’s all talk even with their lips zippered

Slithering through filters like a lizard in an air conditioner

Invisible venom’s in the stratosphere

Keep throwing shade, and we’ll never see a bright idea

These visions are larger than they appear

And small enough to not seem real

And somehow I couldn’t see clearer

The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

These visions are larger than they appear

And small enough to not seem real

And somehow I couldn’t see clearer

The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

Stop

Go

Walk

Slow

Stop

Go

Walk

Slow

Never know who you’ll meet

In these Shibuya Streets

Look out for circus freaks, student geeks and sewer creeps

Crooners lying through their teeth and cougars wearing jewels so chic

Taboo, it seems, maybe it’s a lucid dream

We can’t shop clothes

Every shops closed

Every road to success is filled with potholes

The story that they’re selling’s littered with plot holes

Whoever authored this novel, only God knows

Takes me back to when times were Feudal

But I refuse to be the Emperor’s honest pupil

Most of us are hungry for a ruler

While they’re feasting on a spoonful of our brains like it was a bowl of Ramen noodles

I am neutral

But choosing sides to gain power’s crucial

Or that’s the rumor

I’m no sleuth or prosecutor

But these rotten optics smell peculiar

Not to sound intoxicated, but our troop has been bamboozled!

Can’t know joy without pain

Sunshine without rain

Never thought I’d miss a light breeze

But in a hurry came a hurricane

Yet ignorance don’t cost a thing

Like a fish can’t know it’s in water

There’s a hundred guppies that we’re brothers with and one of us is an impostor

Maybe that takes a fool to believe

Or maybe, the impostor is me

These visions are larger than they appear

And small enough to not seem real

And somehow I couldn’t see clearer

The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

These visions are larger than they appear

And small enough to not seem real

And somehow I couldn’t see clearer

The man we’re fearing is the man in the mirror

We wear walls and fences like a diamond necklace

Glasses so expensive

Got the tinted lenses

We sell tennis bracelets

For the love of hatred

Charms painted with those upside down smiley faces

We wear walls and fences like a diamond necklace

Glasses so expensive

Got the tinted lenses

We sell tennis bracelets

For the love of hatred

Charms painted with those upside down smiley faces

Stop

Go

Walk

Slow

Stop

Go

Walk

Slow

Stop

Go

Walk

Slow

Stop

Go

Walk