Been practicing
The words to say
Caught in my throat
In them I must lay
I'm not ready for what comes next
Not ready to be honest
Still waiting still waiting
Still waiting, still waiting
Stony brook hides my secret
I wish that I could keep it as summer turns to fall
The sticks drowning in the creek it reminds me of the beings
Who surround me one and all
I'm still waiting I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I'm still waiting