Patience

(Yeah. Dedicated to...well, y’all can probably figure out who.)

Sitting here waiting

On the train that won’t make it

The people who’ll never show

The things I’ll never see

Sitting here waiting

On this cold little bench

In this deep gray room

With crossed ankles

Sitting here waiting

For your memory to go away

For you to stop haunting me

And making me miserable

Sitting here waiting

For the things to click in

For you to understand

For my train to come

Sitting here waiting

The train’s a few minutes late

The people aren’t here

The things are still hidden

Sitting here waiting

For my life to come back