Waiting For Mine

J. Armen

take me down to the river's edge

don't let me fall in

let me into your circle of life

while I'm waiting for mine to begin



but the river runs wide and so deep

I can see myself drown

I'm awake but my conscience is asleep

as the wind drags me down



my mind's eye would always be blind

heading down for the cliffs

I would not feel the need to be saved from the flight

hour of truth reality sinks in hello

I've been bound behind a closed door

never have been denied

now I'm sentenced to life never knowing what for

then the words I never thought I'd hear

now all I want to know is

what the hell just happened here



here I stand at the river's edge

dripping wet from the fall

the tide is high and the ferry's delayed

to take me back home



but the river still runs to the sea

drifting my wishes away

tomorrow is pain

and in time you will hear my say