School Of Seven Bells

The Wait
We get so hypnotized byThe imposed rhythms of the passing timeUrgency solely defined byDegrees of dissatisfaction in our mindsWhen's the wait a cradle in which you're lulled from time to timeSoundly spun into an insensate lieThe light that burns in my eyes has fadedBaby just give me some time to find it againMy heart's lost touch with the world around meI need that love back so I can try to begin againWhen's the wait a cradle in which you're lulled from time to timeSoundly spun into an insensate lieFrom where we stand, baby, things don't have to look so differentAnd lately I believe the truth can withstand any change in point of viewWhen's the distance an opiate net woven with the lifelinesOf those tiptoeing through your lifeWhen's the wait a cradle in which you're lulled from time to timeSoundly spun into an insensate lie Aus Songtexte Mania