Tantalus from Godspeed by Jonah Hirst

Takin' a trip into the underworld
I see you, Tantalus
You're somewhere stuck outside reality
Far past this earthen crust
Eternally, you're hungry, thirsty for what's
Quite beyond your thrust
In your lust, do you fuss
"Food or bust"? Fuss you must,
Tantalus

Whenever you reach for fruit upon the tree
Its limbs snatch it away
Whenever you try to sip some water, your lake
Drains without delay
Believe it or not, I am quite like you
Hoping that one rainy day
That this game that we play
Finds a way to say "Hey,
I won't stay"

My true love hangs like a fruit on a tree
My true love washes away like the sea
But someday I will have my cup of tea
And he'll come running 'cross lonely Hades
To me

Tantalus, I can't help but feel some pity
For your sorry state
Maybe someday, Zeus will appear to you
And hand you something great
As for today, don't let your hunger and thirst
Keep you filled hate
It's not too late to live great
In your state, don't you hate
You'll live great

My true love hangs like a fruit on a tree
My true love washes away like the sea
But someday, I will have my cup of tea
And he'll come running 'cross lonely Hades to me

As for me, you will see
My love he waits for me in a tree
When I die, don't you cry
My love and I, we will fly
In the sky
Don't you fuss, don't you cuss
If you must, come with us
Tantalus

• Folk
• acoustic
• folk pop
• indie
• singer-songwriter
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