Waiting Lyrics

Waiting

For the end of the game

Idling

Could be closer to fame

Stalling

All the thoughts in my brain

Thinking

Who am I to complain?

Lifeless

Are my precious guitars

Resting

Are the keys of my"Korg"

Slushing

Slow words of my farce

Blushing

In stagnation and fog

I am living in ephemeral world

That is spinning in the bottomless pit

And my splashes of electrical field

Are the signals that no-one will read

Don't you tell me that I see what I hear

I'm no stranger to the lies from above

Time is ageless and it knows no fear

And the strongest will tremble as it throws down the glove

I don't claim the adeptness to alter your thoughts

I don't care if you like what I think, what I am

Being old gives me choice to wager the odds

And to fight whom I choose with the power of words

I am living in ephemeral world

That is spinning in the bottomless pit

And my splashes of electrical field

Are the signals that no-one can read