To Those Who Wait

"It's a waiting game"
"So Look ahead" that's what they'd say
Growing up's about the chase
Wait your turn, then play for change

But tunnel vision and beady eyes
Blinded me from what passed by
I had dimmed out either side
Keeping just the end in sight

I was
Muddled in mistakes
For God's sake
A million retakes
Why couldn't I just catch a break?
Why was I living for a future
And not today?
Hoping that with age all these questions would be explained

They say
"Good things come to those who wait"
The little joys
Their sweet taste
Will come your way
Livе for that day

Seize the futurе, work today
Look ahead that's what they'd say
Life is just about the chase
Make your move, play for change

But the wait did not gratify
The delay could not satisfy
So I pained with the end in sight
And prayed that age would make it fine

I'd flick on the TV
A vicarious life please
Dreaming of ideals
Deflecting what I'd feel
Played with patience
And feigned ease
Praying that with age It would all make sense, please

They say
"Good things come to those who wait"
The little joys
Their sweet taste
Will come your way
Live for that day

Patience was my virtue
But boredom it's mate
Watching the clock tick slowly's a soulless kind of game
Moving through the motions
Playing it safe
Hoping good things would come to those who wait

They say
"Good things come to those who wait"
The little joys
Their sweet taste
Will come your way
Live for that day

They say
"Good things come to those who wait"
The little joys
Their sweet taste
Will come your way
Live for that day