Wait It Out - Allie Moss
Where do we go from here?
How do we carry on?
I can't get beyond the questions
Clambering for the scraps,
in the shatter of us collapsed.
Is cuts me with every "could have been"
Pain on, pain on, play repeating.
With the backup makeshift life
in waiting.
Everybody says,
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
There's nothing to see here now,
Turning the sign around.
We're closed to the Earth
'til further notice.
Stumbling cliché case,
Crumpled and puffy faced.
Dead in the stare of a thousand miles.
All-in-one,only one street-level miracle.
I'll be an out-in-out, born-again
from none more cynical.
Everybody says,
that time heals everything.
All in the end.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
and sit here cold?
We'll be long gone by then,
and lackluster.
In dust we lay around
old magazines.
Fluorescent lighting sets the scene,
For all we could and should be being,
In the one life that we've got
Everybody says,
that time heals everything.
But what of the wretched hallow?
The endless in-between?
Are we just going to wait it out?
Sit here
just going to sweat it out?
Sit here cold
just going to sweat it out?
Sit here
Wait it out.