Waiting Room

I was away when I heard the news My brother called me up from the damned waiting room I got a ticket to ride back home My mind was racing in fear of the unknown I saw a dry barren land All looked so lifeless and bland On my way Wait up before you cross the lake Down by the ocean we hoped to build a house Tune into the sound of waves and watch the sun go down Riding along the open road in a haze It only took hours but felt like many days I saw a dry barren land All looked so lifeless and bland The road into town seemed so long The bird's sang a sad, sad song On my way Wait up before you cross the lake