Wait It Out
Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions
I'm clambering for the scraps
In the shatter of us, collapsed
It cuts me with every could-have-been
Pain on pain on play, repeating
With a backup makeshift life in waiting
Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hallow
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
Stumbling cliché case
Crumpled and puffy-faced
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles
All I want is only one street-level miracle
I'll be an out-and-out, born again from none more cynical
Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hallow
The endless in-between
Are we just going to wait it out?
And sit here cold
We will be long gone by then and lackluster
In dust, we lay around old magazines
Florescent lighting sets the scene
For all we could and should be being
In the one life that we've got...
Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hallow
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
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions
I'm clambering for the scraps
In the shatter of us, collapsed
It cuts me with every could-have-been
Pain on pain on play, repeating
With a backup makeshift life in waiting
Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hallow
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
Stumbling cliché case
Crumpled and puffy-faced
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles
All I want is only one street-level miracle
I'll be an out-and-out, born again from none more cynical
Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hallow
The endless in-between
Are we just going to wait it out?
And sit here cold
We will be long gone by then and lackluster
In dust, we lay around old magazines
Florescent lighting sets the scene
For all we could and should be being
In the one life that we've got...
Everybody says that time heals everything
But what of the wretched hallow
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
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Writer(s): Imogen Jennifer Jane Heap
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