Waiting Phase One — Porcupine Tree

Waiting... to be born again

Wanting... the saddest kind of pain Waiting for the day when I will crawl away

Nothing is what I feel Waiting... for the drugs to make it real Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away

Waiting... to be disciplined Aching... for your nails across my skin Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away