WAITING FOR A REASON
by Mark Heard.


He bears his childhood scars
With a sense of injustice
Not unlike the Russians
Each time he shoots from the heart
He holds his breath
And waits for repercussions

Hed like to trust someone
Hed like to love someone
But hes waiting, waiting
Waiting for a reason

He fills his Freudian pools
With crocodile tears
Brought on my nervous leisure
He kills his lovers with thoughts
Suspecting the worst
He cannot take the pressure

Hed like to trust someone
Hed like to love someone
But hes waiting, waiting
Waiting for a reason

He finds no mercy
And hes lost in the crowd
With an armored heart of metal
He finds hes running out
Of odd-numbered daisies
From which to pull the petals

Hed like to trust someone
Hed like to love someone
But hes waiting, waiting
Waiting for a reason


From Dry Bones Dance
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