Hunger and Thirst - Typhoon

I’m hoping for

A song that will come to me when I’m asleep

Because I can’t lie

And so I can’t write

Eyes in the dark

And it occurred to me that I have spent

My whole life

Starting over

Caught pining for the things that I could have been

I could have been a gold digger

I could have been a gunslinger

I could have been a little bigger

I could have been my own ringer

I could have been a pop singer

I could have been a pop singer

I could have been a pop singer

But what I am is the silence

I crawled into the spotlight

Cleared my throat and I closed my eyes

I sang a song that I didn’t like

I sang a song that I didn’t like

And I was left in the long night

I hoped to God that I wouldn’t die

Before I gave it an honest try

Now I try

And I try

And try

To recall a little white light

Put me back into my right mind

I dig a hole and see what I can find

I dig a hole and see what I can find

I’ve been burying my whole life

Beneath the lie that it looks like

Beneath the song that I didn’t write

Beneath the song that I didn’t write

I crawled into the spotlight

And in my state I was a sorry sight

I sing a song 'til I get it right

I sing a song 'til I get it right