The Hunger

Wayfarer

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And what if I'm wrong is the response I get
What if those pale blue eyes were weaved from heaven's hands
What if this will to choose was never mine
What if we're more of kin than strangers

What have I done to secure my seat
While you pass through the gates I'll be watching from the street
Yeah you told me I'd be wishing then that I'd opened my heart and sought communion
But I've never really struggled with the thought before

I found tranquility and pleasure past those white washed walls
Even if I could repent, start all over again
I wouldn't change a goddam thing
And what if He's as real as the scripture states

He hasn't passed me by, He's been watching over me
He'll come down to wash my hands and face
Offer forgiveness in a prayer I could recite
But I'd be choking on His blood again

I've been an honest man living a life I can't resent
It's not a question of enlightenment
It's just I've always loved the view from where I stand
Plus, I've never really struggled with the thought before

I found tranquility and pleasure past those white washed walls
Even if I could repent, start all over again
I wouldn't change a goddam thing
Because I'm living in a manner that I can't regret

I am the thirst, I am the hunger, I am the suffering
And if I look for Him in the hearts of everyone else
I fear that I may lose myself