Common Sentiments - Typhoon

Oh what am I waiting for

A spell to be cast or for it to be broken?

At the very last some wild ghost from my past come to split me wide open?

If I bandage my eyes will you press in my hand a small simple token?

I was born deaf or else you’ve never spoken

I thought it was safe for me and my own

I began hearing these voices in the dial tone

And they come to me now though I dismembered my phone

They say you wanna hear something that you already know

If it comes from above but this one comes from below

It says you are sleeping together but you will die alone

I thought it was safe but the seed had been sown

As a child I aspired to be a superhero

Now I live with the corpses of the lives I let go

Oh I know you all know how these things start to show

I have been trying to make myself better

So I can fare the fair or foul weather

I write a song like a prison letter

I write a song maybe to make me feel better

It won’t break free my fetters

I know what came after but what happened before

I began making memories at the age of four

I learned to use words and I got jealous and bored

Soon I’ll be passing out cold on the kitchen floor

When am I gonna feel better?

When am I gonna feel better

When am I gonna feel better

I have been patient for a long time now

I’ve been a patient for a long time now

I’ve been a patient for a long time now

I’ve been a patient for a long time now

And I will never be a younger man now

Oh what am I waiting for

A spell to be cast or for it to be broken?

At the very last some wild ghost from my past come to split me wide open?

No. If I hold out my hand there is nothing at all because nothing’s the token

I will be good though my body broken

I will be good

May I want for nothing at all