The Waiting Song

Have you ever had to wait for something good? Have you ever had to wait for something bad?

The clouds are gray against the light blue sky
It’s almost time, but I don’t want to go
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by

I’m tired of waiting for my wings to fly
It’s gone but I have nowhere else to go
The clouds are gray against the light blue sky

The senseless overwhelms me and I sigh
A heavy sigh of death upon the snow
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by

The night is long and sorrowful but I
Bring light from shadows in the distant glow
The clouds are gray against the light blue sky

The good is bright, if distant as I lie
Upon my broken back, impatient though
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by

The rays bring beauty to my waiting eye
A torture greater than a fatal blow
The clouds are gray against the light blue sky
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by