Testo Waiting Room

I was away when I heard
The news
My brother called me up
From the damned waiting room
I got a ticket to ride
Back home
My mind was racing
In fear of the unknown
I saw a dry barren land
All looked so lifeless and bland
On my way
Wait up before you cross the lake

Down by the ocean we hoped
To build a house
Tune into the sound of waves
And watch the sun go down
Riding along the open road
In a haze
It only took hours
But felt like many days
I saw a dry barren land
All looked so lifeless and bland
The road into town seemed so long
The bird's sang a sad sad song
On my way
Wait up before you cross the lake