Lyrics

Again I find you here sitting by the waterside
Collecting flat pebbles to set them to flight
Drowning a piece of yourself with every stone you throw
Feeling that lethargy grow and grow and grow

What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Waiting for?
What are you waiting for?

Don't you see, how much you resemble
This river and all its indifference
Somnambulistically rolling along
The same old pace; the same old song x3

What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
Waiting for?
What are you waiting for?

The water quietly gurgles
And laps against the stones
Look at yourself:
Already soaked to the bones!
Don't you realize that nothing will
Just wash ashore?
As long as you just sit there
Not even knowing
What you're waiting for.

It's time for high water;
It's time for a deluge
To wash away your shelter;
To demolish your refuge
To impel you to deport
And then look for something new
For motionlessly sitting there
Is the worst thing to do
The worst thing to do
The worst thing, the worst, the worst

What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
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