Old Friend

[Intro: sampled dialogue]

It's a common enough sight – a life in danger

A man on night shift stumbles against a machine, a woman awakens with agonizing chest pains

All too often it's the prelude to the end of the life, to the easy act of dying

For all the millions who believe devoutly in an afterlife, a life after death

This sort of thing can well be no more than a prelude

A staging point, on the way to an immortal hereafter

But what about the others?

The ones who see dying as an intermission?

Those who believe in a life after life?

What about those who claim a previous existence here on Earth?

The ones like these:

"Oh... my chest... oh, my chest..."

"I'm ready to go"

[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]

It's funny meeting you here

We used to fist-fight and crack beers

We both died at 17 that time

One scuffle, one night, we both took a long flight

Before then, we were in France in the '50's, suits spiffy

We feelin' like the first hippies

We used to scoot to London, fuck ditties in hotels

That's why we find the movies funny as hell

We was both there

And been here for centuries, times plus

Remember me?

Your clan and my clan protected God-like entities from enemies

Bangin' the same hoes from different time periods

I bagged Diana Dors

You had Lola Elayne Falana

And though they never claim us – my G, we been rich and famous

God giveth, but the face claimeth

We meet again, old friend

From trading blows in Asia

To crossing paths as complete strangers

[Refrain]

Let's eat again, old friend

Old friend

[Interlude: sampled dialogue]

Fragments of memories that we have stored in our brains

Memories that can be elicited by moving into an environment

That resembles something that we've already experienced

So we don't have to invoke 'parallel universes'

We don't have to invoke the 'multiverse'

In order to explain most déjà vu

[Interlude: Cavalier]

Your face was there...

Your face was there...

Your face was there... (Your face was...)

[Verse 2: Cavalier]

Didn't recognize until I caught the little things

Strange–habits of my abilities

Patterns of how I deal with things

Babies point at me differently

Gotta be wise

Ladies equate me to Billie Jean, but, that ain't mine

No son – Jackson, Tyson, Neeson with no one

Seen Shebas, Amaras, Medusas

Couldn't call it, it's my aura

The archetype to go through this

Us fightin' it is doves cryin'

Trynna cover my front life

One time on my blood line

One time want my blood flyin'

What's it to them? So obvious

They acknowledge me before I've been

Acquired knowledge of my self

Wanna conquer me like Ottomans

Felt the world's weight and problems, since

Yahweh named me "Solomon"

Solitude amongst a lot of men – just how I roll

Except those few instances with kindred spirits – senses seem to know

Heard my old soul echo 'cross the wormholes' belly

Told Quelle

"Catch you when we make it all on the other side of New Delhi"

Peculiar waves I can identify in the audience and our telly

But we was walkin' by

Drew correlations to a coronation, she caught my eye

Threw a kiss, it was Flaming Lips, it was too contrived

Almost blew her by

Didn't have a clue

Coulda' crucified my destiny to this messy loop

Saw her sigh, but something chimed

[Refrain]

Your face was there

Old friend

Old friend... we meet again

[Outro: sampled dialogue]

Are you searching for deeper meaning in your life?

Have you read all the books? Taken all the classes?

And still, you don't have a clear understanding of your life's purpose?

And, what you're meant to do with your life?

You know, when you see the bigger picture of your life

Your soul's plan unfolds right before your eyes

And then you finally understand

Where you've been

Where you're going

And why you're here now

And then, your next steps will become crystal clear