Joe Jung: Music
Typhoon Child
Words by Joe and Matt Jung Typhoon Child, Typhoon Child Your eyes flicker sighs of a storm And your songs they call my name And for reasons unexplained I have penned for you these lines of my own Tattooed lightning upon your wrist It shocked in me a spark I cannot hold I’m a painter in my way And I’d paint you everyday If only there were colors that bold And when my gallery opens, my sweet sweet girl You will always get admittance for free And you don’t have to be alone in the big big world When you can be alone with me I know the power that silence holds And the solace that you seek when crowds are formed When they shower you with gifts Well you sell them to the thrifts ‘Cause all of that shit it don’t concern you. They should see just what I’ve seen The quiet worlds where you move me then you laugh And they should be just where I’ve been Drink your songs at the bar’s end Typhoon Child you redefine my shorelines And when my gallery opens, my sweet sweet girl You will always get admittance for free And you don’t have to be alone in the big big world When you can be alone with me Well, the past chasing behind The deception of the stars and space and smiles… An old gypsy throws her bones Telling what your future holds You can listen to her tonight Or you can let me hold you tight But right now right now girl aren’t we racing? And when my gallery opens, my sweet sweet girl You will always get admittance for free And you don’t have to be alone in the big big world When you can be alone with me