paroles de chanson Waiting - Radio Citizen

Noises! noises run through the night, fliqering light, warnings.
Small feet, on a narrow street,
Fully aware of it's destination stumbles,
A ripical rumble, petrane endless movements, AND...
Look at the colors of the backround.
Some bigger and brighter than others,
Some move faster, more dangerously throught the night and repeat,
As if they were destend to do nothing else but,
Yet so impatiently they do their sillier
Routine, while hands of grasively wave goodbyes.
STOP! And look at the lights, run through the night.
As i am thowing bricks of curses into the nights, i realise...
There's nothing else but Me
This... overstimulated, hyper-activated, starving for attention.
This... trying to tell you, rub you,
Feeled you, pushed you warned you, informed you.
You need me, and I you.
How else am i supposed to communicate? "NO! I'll wait."
Me?! I'm just waiting, sitting, still trying to fight.
Whatever i was supposed to resist, i wrote it down several times,
But every time my eyes seemed so mistified
And i could not recognise the words i putted down
Cause i still have no idea why i'm sitting here waiting!
For the green light, to go?! NO! wait
I think waiting is one of the
Biggest events i'll regret that i intented
Waiting, waiting, waiting
As everything else runs through the
Night, the lights, the colors, the noises,
Defeat, repeat, transforming,
Becoming, moving, leaving, never waiting!
As i keep i'm throwing bricks of cursed tears into the night.
I realise i'm doing nothing else but waiting.