Good At That

Could have been a writer

Should have been a novelist

Could have been something, anything other than this

Turn the light on now, turn the light on

Room so dark without, room so dark without love

Should have been a healer

And gone to africa

Magic medicine, that�ll clear it all up

Put away the hunger now, put away the hunger

World so dark without, world so dark without love

But night comes, quiet as a cat

I lay awake considering, I consider until my mind grows fat

Don�t know much about the weight of the world

But the weight on my brain sure in-tact

And maybe i�m good at that

Could have been a pundit

Could have been uncle same

Should have been holy, a political holy man

Shift the gears now, turn the wheels of change

Land so dark without, land so dark without love

But that�s another kind of healer

Night comes, quiet as a cat

I lay awake considering, I consider until my mind grows fat

Don�t know much about the weight of the world

But the weight on my brain sure in-tact

And maybe I�m good at that

I�ll never be an Olympic star

I�m not that strong, I can�t run that far

I�ll never die on the silver screen

I�m not that brave, not much hero in me

Could have been a thinker

Could have been a philosopher

More like a tinker, a philosophical amateur

Turn the light on now, turn the light on

World so dark without, world so dark

World so dark without, world so dark

World so dark without, world so dark