Wait it out
Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions.
Clambering for scraps
In the shatter of collapsed
That cuts me with every could-have-been
Pain on-Pain on-Play:Repeating
With the backup,make-shift life in waiting.
Everybody says
Time heals everything
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
There's nothing to see here now
Turning the sign around
We're closed to the Earth till further notice
A stumbling cliched case
Crumpled and puffy faced
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles
All I want, only one, street level miracle
I'll be an out and out, born again, from none more
cynical
Everybody says
Time heals everything
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
And sit here cold,we will be long gone by then
In lackluster, in dust we layer on old magazines
Fluorescent lighting sets the scene
In the one life that we've got
Everybody says
Time heals everything
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
And sit here
Just going to wait it out
And sit here cold
Just going to sweat it out
Wait it out
[link]I knew that I'd get like this again
That's why I try to keep at bay
Be 100% when I'm with you and then
The perfect heart's length away
The stickler is that you've played not one beat wrong
You never promised me anything
Even sat me down and warned me just how they fell
I knew the odds were I'd never win
Yet here I am
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A Daft Life
My self-worth measured in text-back tempo
It's been two days and 8 minutes to slow
Well there may well be others, but I still like to pretend
That I'm the one you really want to grow old with
Got a schedule to stick to,got a world to keep sweet
You're so much to everyone all the time
Will you ever slow down?Will I ever come first?
The universe contracts to sigh.
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A Daft Life
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A Daft Life
Hold me
Darling, please
You know you'll never be lonely, no you'll always be loved
And maybe you never need more than that
But for the surplus that loves, what's to become of us?
Does it even register on your conscience?
Long for one last showdown from a box in a crowd
Air compressed tight to explode
I'm clenching my ticket to the only way out
As you disappear in a puff of smoke
It's a half life
With you as my quarterback
A Daft Life
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Orphan
Peaceful
