What Could I Offer? Songtext
von Just a Tourist

What could I offer to you?

The loneliness of the moon
Deserted by one and all
On city streets 4:00 am
The high tide of empty feeling
As the boat of being
Alights on
The further shore
The taste of cherries
Vanquishing the turmoil
Of this and that


Perhaps this bag of bones –
But I did not make it
And so is it really mine
To offer.
I am not even sure
Whose it is,
Abandoned as it was on my front porch
I would offer my mind but, having
Searched everywhere for it,
I cannot find it anywhere
And besides
You already go the same

Arising from swirling
Of energythoughtevent this form,
A moment, then--

Nothing,
Everything,
Something like that.

Nothing,
Everything,
Something like that.

Nothing,
Everything,
Something like that.

Nothing,
Everything,
Something like that.


Heart filled with emptiness
I taste the void space
Of coming and going
And look for some playmate here
On the distant shore
Of 4:00 am.