Song Description
A guitar & vox song about reflecting on life and hoping for inspiration
| Song Length |
2:33 |
Genre |
Folk - Traditional, Folk - Americana |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Worried |
Subject |
Existence, Imagination |
| Similar Artists |
Bob Dylan, Eric Andersen |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1960 - 1969 |
| |
Lyrics
When I was young like a fool I'd rush in
Made no difference salvation or sin
Now I'm trying to change my ways
Not pushing the night - not rushing the days
Like the first ray of light from the East
I'm gonna wait until it comes to me
Walked up to the door peaked through the crack
Climbed up in my head and I made it back
Saw what thoughts are made of
Some of hatred, others with love
Like a verdict after a plea
I'm gonna wait until it comes to me
Poets and painters reading the signs
That flash in the night - reflecting the times
Prophets possess eloquent tongues
Living the past - they speak - it comes
Like commanding the blind to see
I'm gonna wait until it comes to me
Staring for days at this empty page
Waiting to open the door of this cage
My thoughts are broken, my fingers are numb
I know it's there don't know when it'll come
Like a word that may never be free
I'm gonna wait until it comes to me