Wait - Seven Mary Three

I imagine long walks down the road

Things begin to bloom and the sky explodes

The damage is undone, and then I know

This has got to be a

Dream machines and luxuries don’t last

I took my sleep for granted in the past

And I woke up half-dead in the hourglass

Now, does that sound funny?

Wait, you’re almost there

It’s gone

You’re almost there

It’s gone

You’re almost where what follows you, does not bother you

I have walked the tightrope parts of me

Towed the line just far enough to see

Never found a gift I got for free

You pay for them dearly

I see my forever is one long night

If I can make it dark, I can make it light

I know that most of living done is done in the mind

Only thought survives

Wait, you’re almost there

It’s gone

You’re almost there

It’s gone

You’re almost where what follows you, does not bother you

Are you tired?

Are you uninspired?

Does the miscommunication try to eat you up inside?

And I am here, as you are here

And everything I want to know is

Sleeping in your ears!

Wait, you’re almost there;

it’s gone

You’re almost there;

it’s gone

You’re almost where what follows you, does not bother you

Wait, you’re almost there it’s gone

You’re almost there it’s gone

You’re almost where what follows you, does not…