He's met you before
But he doesn't recall
He does not recall
The lights are in his eyes
He's met you before
But that was in a simpler time
Now the ghosts that come back die
And his pockets are heavy with keys to the cities
The weight of his memories, his money
All of his longings and everyone elses claims
He's a man whose made himself a name
He's known for his beauty
But he doesn't display
How genius blinds the wise
Say his name in the street, he will not turn around
He will not look to see
How the world, it holds him tight
And his pockets are heavy with keys to the cities
He keeps to remember the weight of his meaning
His musings and everyone else's pains
He's a man whose made himself a name
And his pockets are heavy with keys to the cities
He keeps to remember the faces he leaves
The weight of his winnings, the weight of his losing
His fear, all of his fooling
The sweat and the tears he's shed to make him a legacy
One only he can claim
He's a man whose made himself a name
A man whose made himself a name
He's a man whose made himself a name
He's a man whose made himself a name
He's a man whose made himself a name