The seeker
par American Beauty
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I´ve looked under chairs
I´ve looked under tables
I´ve tried to find the key
To fifty million fables
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They call me The Seeker
I´ve been searching low and high
I won´t get to get what I´m after
Till the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn´t help me either
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People tend to hate me
´Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand
Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
I´m a seeker
I´m a really desperate man
I won´t get to get what I´m after
Till the day I die
I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain´t this a smile?
I´m happy when life´s good
And when it´s bad I cry
I´ve got values but I don´t know how or why
I´m looking for me
You´re looking for you
We´re looking in at other
And we don´t know what to do
{Chorus}
I´ve looked under tables
I´ve tried to find the key
To fifty million fables
{Chorus:}
They call me The Seeker
I´ve been searching low and high
I won´t get to get what I´m after
Till the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn´t help me either
{Chorus}
People tend to hate me
´Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand
Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
I´m a seeker
I´m a really desperate man
I won´t get to get what I´m after
Till the day I die
I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain´t this a smile?
I´m happy when life´s good
And when it´s bad I cry
I´ve got values but I don´t know how or why
I´m looking for me
You´re looking for you
We´re looking in at other
And we don´t know what to do
{Chorus}