The Waiting Song

The clouds are gray against the light blue sky
It’s almost time, but I don’t want to go
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by

I’m tired of waiting for my wings to fly
It’s gone but I have nowhere else to go
The clouds are gray against the light blue sky

The senseless overwhelms me and I sigh
A heavy sigh of death upon the snow
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by

The night is long and sorrowful but I
Bring light from shadows in the distant glow
The clouds are gray against the light blue sky

The good is bright, if distant as I lie
Upon my broken back, impatient though
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by

The rays bring beauty to my waiting eye
A torture greater than a fatal blow
The clouds are gray against the light blue sky
I sit and wait and watch the time tick by