The Waiter

歌詞

Wake up tonight and write down what you saw Who bent the trees and who called the cops? What was that field where your whole life swirled Like a rodeo, flyin' colors through the heart You got this notion that time's gonna stop That the winds are gonna change and tell you what you're not But, oh, everybody's only told you what you're not And you heard too much So you charter the city and the fallin' of snow You think you're alive, but you know how it goes A moment of beauty 'til the darkness shows 'Til black mountains grow on these sidewalks you know And, oh, there's that notion that time oughta stop That the winds are gonna come and tell you what you're not But, oh, everybody's always tellin' you what you're not And you heard too much All of these dreams, yeah, you wrote them up All of these dreams, you wrote them up So when you cry like you do you still know what you ignored You can cry what you want, but that floor's still the floor And, hey, there's that notion that time's on a slip That the wind's in your hands and the world sees your ship But, oh, when has the world ever, when has the world ever seen you For what you give? You've seen too much