This Summer’s Sorrow Ⅱ: Growing Old in the Waiting Place

Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home
Beaten, defeated
But not as long as I can make stories out of heartbreak
Beauty out of sorrow

I can't wait
I can't keep waiting
I can't wait

Now it's your turn
How's the view
Watching it burn
So don't
Speak
So don't
Don't speak

It's strange, you don't know me?
Stranger, you don't know you
Just the same game
While we wasted away
While we wasted away

Minutes to hours to days

Now it's your turn
How's the view
Watching it burn
So don't
Speak
So don't
Don't speak

So don't speak

Watch it grow barren
Like the Eden
Of our heartache
Minutes to hours

Now it's your turn
How's the view
Watching it burn
So don't
Speak
So don't
Don't speak

I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end
I need to see the end-