Vigour unrest in the waiting room,

watching slow snowflakes fall.

Birds flying to and fro

from tree branch to tree branch.

Free fluttering wings of freedom,

wish I could be you little bird.

Where do your wings take you?

Where do you fly away to?

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Vigour unrest in the waiting room

watching raindrops falling fast.

Storm clouds in the dark grey sky,

is there happiness to be found?

No life in the rainy skies you see,

no life in this stormy world.

Is there anything worth singing for?

What's the point?

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Vigour unrest in the waiting room

watching the wind blow.

Tree leaves go this way,

tree branches go that way.

Blowing thoughts and memories away,

tossing and turning here and there.

Can't I just get caught up in the wind?

Can't I just forget it all?

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Vigour unrest in the waiting room

the sun it shining:

what about your mind?