Your steady stream of throwaway words has floodedthis already crowded roomI've lost my taste for the race and the runningthere's nothing here to proveall I wantwant to knowis what you're waiting forI'll flood the wreckagebuild a bridge into the next age andsay goodbye and leave acloud of dust behindflood the wreckagebuild a bridge into the next age andsay goodbye and leave acloud of dust behindspare us both the waste of a conversationwe've had too many timeshope deferred makes the heart sick with desperationand we've had enough for a lifetimeall I wantwant to knowis what you're waiting forI'll flood the wreckagebuild a bridge into the next age andsay goodbye and leave acloud of dust behindflood the wreckagebuild a bridge into the next age andsay goodbye and leave acloud of dust behindthe rush, the panicthe manic flood of staticnot quite sure why it never occurredit wasn't worth what I was missingthe longer we stayin this tragic comedyis just that much longer that i
t's gonna taketo learn life is meant for living(good things come to those who waitthey pass by those who hesitate)I'll flood the wreckagebuild a bridge into the next age andsay goodbye and leave acloud of dust behindflood the wreckagebuild a bridge into the next age andsay goodbye and leave acloud of dust behindI spend my days at the sundown motelknow my way around night town very well