I am waiting for my case to come up
And I am waiting
For a rebirth of wonder
And I am waiting
For someone to really discover America
And wail
And I am waiting
For the discovery
Of a new symbolic western frontier
And I am waiting
For the American Eagle
To really spread its wings
And straighten up and fly right
And I am waiting
For the Age of Anxiety
To drop dead
And I am waiting
For the war to be fought
Which will make the world safe
For anarchy
And I am waiting
For the final withering away
Of all governments
And I am perpetually awaiting
A rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for the Second Coming
And I am waiting
For a religious revival
To sweep through the state of Arizona
And I am waiting
For the Grapes of Wrath to be stored
And I am waiting
For them to prove
That God is really American
And I am waiting
To see God on television
Piped' onto church altars
If only they can find
The right channel
To tune in on
And I am waiting
For the Last Supper to be served again
With a strange new appetizer
And I am perpetually awaiting
A rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for my number to be called
And I am waiting
For the Salvation Army to take over
And I am waiting
For the meek to be blessed
And inherit the earth
Without taxes and I am waiting
For forests and animals
To reclaim the earth as theirs
And I am waiting
For a way to be devised
To destroy all nationalisms
Without killing anybody
And I am waiting
For linnets and planets to fall like rain
And I am waiting for lovers and weepers
To lie down together again
In a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for the Great Divide to be crossed
And I am anxiously waiting
For the secret of eternal life to be discovered
By an obscure general practitioner
And I am waiting
For the storms of life
To be over
And I am waiting
To set sail for happiness
And I am waiting
For a reconstructed Mayflower
To reach America
With its picture story and tv rights
Sold in advance to the natives
And I am waiting
For the lost music to sound again
In the Lost Continent
In a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting for the day
That maketh all things clear
And I am awaiting retribution
For what America did
To Tom Sawyer
And I am waiting
For the American Boy
To take off Beauty's clothes
And get on top of her
And I am waiting
For Alice in Wonderland
To retransmit to me
Her total dream of innocence
And I am waiting
For Childe Roland to come
To the final darkest tower
And I am waiting
For Aphrodite
To grow live arms
At a final disarmament conference
In a new rebirth of wonder
I am waiting
To get some intimations
Of immortality
By recollecting my early childhood
And I am waiting
For the green mornings to come again
Youth's dumb green fields come back again
And I am waiting
For some strains of unpremeditated art
To shake my typewriter
And I am waiting to write
The great indelible poem
And I am waiting
For the last long careless rapture
And I am perpetually waiting
For the fleeing lovers on the Grecian Urn
To catch each other up at last
And embrace
And I am waiting
Perpetually and forever
A renaissance of wonder