Waiting For You - Live At The Sydney Opera House

Okay, Warren
Warren is going to count this song in
Eventually

You are his people
My people
My people
Fuck yeah
It's coming, the count
One, two, three, four

You can join him if you like
Everyone can do it, it's like audience participation
Do it in that same deeply, eroticaly charged way that Warren Ellis present
Are you ready? You ready?
One
Two (beautiful)
Three
Four

It's called "Waiting For You"

All through the night we drove and the wind caught her hair
And we parked on the beach in the cool evening air
Well, sometimes it's better not to say anything at all

Your body is an anchor, never asked to be free
Just wanna stay in the business of making you happy

Well, I'm just waiting for you, waiting for you
Waiting for you, waiting for you
Waiting for you, waiting for you

A priest runs through the chapel, all the calendars are turning
A Jesus freak on the street says He is returning
Well, sometimes a little bit of faith can go a long, long way

Your soul is my anchor, never asked to be freed
Sleep now, sleep now, take as long as you need

'Cause I'm just waiting for you, waiting for you
Waiting for you, waiting for you
Waiting for you, waiting for you

To return
To return
To return

Thank you, Sydney