Still Waiting - John Wesley

Send up a flare when you’re finally there*

You, I can no longer defend

I stare into the west

For some sign of the quest

That bade you go into the sun

I’m waiting, waiting for your sun to shine

Yes I’m waiting, waiting for your

The river runs cold, the arcs stand bold

Awaiting your triumph to come

We stay behind

While you’re off to find

The promise of Hollywood’s forgotten sons

I’m waiting, waiting for your sun to shine

Yes I’m waiting, waiting for your