A pilgrim on a pilgrimmage
Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge
His sneakers torn
In the hour when the homeless move
Their cardboard blankets
And the new day is born
Folded in his backpack pocket
The questions that he copied from his heart
Who Am I in this lonely world
Where will I make my bed tonight
When twilight turns to dark
Questions for the angels
Who believes in angels
Fools do
Fools and pilgrims all over the world
If you shop for Love in a bargain store
And you don't get what you are bargain for
Can you get your money back
If an empty train in a railway station
Calls you to its destination
Can you choose another track
Will I wake up from these violent dreams
With my hair as white as the morning moon
Questions for the angels
Who believes in angels
I do
Fools and pilgrims all over the world
Downtown Brooklyn
The pilgrim is passing a bill-board
And catches his eyes
It's Jay-Z
He's got a kid on each knee
He is wearing clothes that he wants us to try
If every human on the planet
And all the buildings in it
Should disappear
Would a zebra grazing in the african savana
Care enough to share one zebra tear
Questions for the angels