Beats Waiting

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I’ve been wondering about me
About how it’s gonna be and
How it’s coming down and shaking out

I’ve been waiting around to die
Now I know why
I longed so much to be free

The dog pulls at his string
The hurdy-gurdy man just grins
He knows I’ll toss a coin to keep the muisic alive

And for sure his dog will dance
He’s waiting on his chance
He knows what it takes to get the bone

I have felt oh so alone
In my still and silent home
Where nothing moves just barely the time

It seems to creep along
Here on my own
Just waiting around to die

If you could have all the money
But had to give up the spark
Gathering all the worlds comforts in return for your heart’s

Deepest true desire
Then you are a fool
Or a liar

You, my friend, are at the end
You’re just waiting round to die
I’m not ready to split this scene

So much still is on it’s way
But every road ahead
Is yearning for the end

Death waits like a thief or friend
Like a landlord, loan shark or banker
Some skuzzy type of implacable collector

I’ll deal with him some night or day
When was it I signed this deal?
But for now, I’m not waiting around to die.

For now, I’m not waiting around to die