Lyrics

Tell me about the tip that takes us over
How else will we pass it?
Hurry and fit-yourself is getting older
Well that’s the way sand slips

But I am here for your ghost
I already know your shadow
Still I hold out for the show
Shaped like something I can swallow

While we Wait

Spare me the shine that lies and acts like thunder
The years stack like x-Rays
Every tell is tracked in neon color
And lights the way sand slips

But I am here for your ghost
I already know your shadow
Still I hold out for the show
Shaped like something I can swallow

While we Wait

But I am here for your ghost
I already know your shadow
Still I hold out for the show
Shaped like something I can swallow
While we Wait