[Verse 1]
The last time I spoke to my aunt before she died
She was describing to me this incredible owl
That was sitting in a tree
It meant nothing to me
But it means a lot more now
[Chorus]
Because I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird
I'm waiting, I'm ready, I know it is my turn
All those cigarettes, alcohol, this body's through
You're a goner for sure when the bird comes for you
[Verse 2]
And the last time I spoke to my uncle before he died
It was the very same week, but one year before her
He was sitting alone
In his study, on the phone
When a giant hawk flew by
[Chorus]
Said, "I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird
I didn't expect to be noticed or heard
Oh, Elizabeth, help me, I can't find the room
You're a goner for sure when the bird comes for you"
[Bridge]
And, oh, it is scary
And, oh, it is cold to the bone
My body's not ready for my mind to learn
I have just been consigned here to rot in the earth
[Chorus]
Said I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird
It comes in and takes you away from this world
Gate twenty-seven, I can't find the room
You're free to board now, they're waiting for you
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the bird
I've seen it three times now, there's nothing to learn
And don't be surprised if the sky's bright and blue
And the White Bird of Texas comes barreling through
White Bird of Texas (Waiting for the Bird) was written by Liz Phair.
Liz Phair released White Bird of Texas (Waiting for the Bird) on Fri Aug 21 1998.