Waiting on the Rapture

Settle down, you're never told
How could anybody be so bold
Speaking out, I didn't want
To make the argument on two fronts
Airlift me out of here
Running so hard, almost in the clear
Wrapped up, you're captured
Now I'm stuck waiting on the rapture

Reaching out for the slamming door
Nobody's ever gotten this close before
Left it in total disarray
And the only thing you wanted was to get away
Too late to apologize
Now I wonder what prompted you to realize
Airbrush all your pictures
Wrap it up and then you turn it into fiction



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Writer(s): Brian Erickson
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