Waiting Phase One

Porcupine Tree

Waiting... to be born again



Wanting... the saddest kind of pain

Waiting for the day when I will crawl away



Nothing is what I feel

Waiting... for the drugs to make it real

Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away



Waiting... to be disciplined

Aching... for your nails across my skin

Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away