The Wait

It is life in slow motion
It's the heart in reverse
It's a hope-and-a-half
Too much and too little at once

It's a train that suddenly
Stops with no station around
And we can hear the cricket leaning
Out the carriage door

Oh, we vainly contemplate
A wind we feel that stirs
And the blooming meadows, the meadows
Made imaginary by this stop

It is life in slow motion
It's the heart in reverse
It's a hope-and-a-half
Too much and too little at once



Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Von Kampen
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