Hunger from the Core

Walking the streets of a foreign city
Who do you meet, when you’re sitting
Grow or rot, a part of the play
Have a laugh, from a tragic day
What did you do, did the candle go out
Random trip, no need to shout
We’ve all been, there and done that
Going through more lives, than a cat
Getting ready, for another spin
Nobody cares, lose or win
Either way, always thin
A hunger, from the core
Just a glimpse, is all you need
To start planting, a new found dream
Let it grow, to the stars
Past the moon, and maybe Mars
Not to worry, if no one sees
What you are, trying to be
Everyone’s the same, with a name
Define it all, what to trade
Getting ready, for another spin
Nobody cares, lose or win
Either way, always thin
A hunger, from the core
It could be a little, or a lot
Have a beer or another shot
No more fear, gone are tears
Getting numb, over years
Try to feel, some say pain
Will keep it real, a bit insane
The joker knows, which way to go
Space and time, another boat
Getting ready, for another spin
Nobody cares, lose or win
Either way, always thin
A hunger, from the core