Common Sentiments

Oh what am I waiting for? A spell to be cast or for it to be broken At the very last Some white ghost from my past comes to split me wide open, oh 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 dismember my phone They say you want to 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 once the seed had been sown As a child I aspired to be a superhero Now I live with the corpses for the lives I let go Well I know you all know how these things start to show I've been trying to make myself better So I can fare the fare 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 Well I learned to use words I got jealous and bored Soon I'll be passing out cold on the kitchen floor. Soon I'll be passing out cold on the kitchen floor. Singing, "When am I gonna feel better? I said when am I gonna feel better? I said 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 the patient for a long time now I've been the 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 white ghost from my past comes to split me wide open, oh If I hold out my hand There is nothing at all Because nothing's a token I will be good though my body be broken I will be good though my body be broken I will be good, may I want for nothing at all