In the heat of the badThe shadowHe who hesitates is lostEvery word is here on my tongueWon't come out at any costAll of the achingYearningThese fencesWe invent with what we sayThese fencesAre growing taller every dayThese delicateFencesOn my mindAnd in my wayWaiting forThe dust to settleI'm waiting forAnother goalIs it timeI realize nowForgiving meIs not what youWantAll of theTossingTurningI'm not on for a rideI'm waiting hereIs it too lateTo just stare at mineHere on my bedIn the lightOh I'm waiting forConsider Cupnicalên 안 burdensomeI don't care Debi© transcript Emily Beynon© transcript Emily Beynon© transcript Emily Beynon© transcript Emily Beynon
