Don't Wait

Don't wait, don't waitDon't wait, don't waitYou're way too lateDon't wait, don't waitThe beat goes onUntil it's goneShe strolls so slowly with her ball and chainThe cling clang chatters patterns with the patter of rainStares in a mirror cracked in seven different waysWith holes in her umbrella dripping on her faceHer makeup running down like the tragedy faceAlone on a city street surrounded by spaceShe opens her mouth to scream and shout out the painBut all that comes out are silent sobbing sounds of restrainThe beat goes onUntil it's goneThere comes a time when she will trust her bellyNot disappear from the world like Machiavelli noForfeit the pride it's not a crime but she's running out of timeAnd denies it's showing while her anxiety's growing oldDon't wait, don't waitDon't wait, don't waitYou're way too lateDon't wait, don't waitThe beat goes onUntil it's goneThe beat goes onDon't waitUntil it's goneDon't waitThe beat goes on