Stony Brook

Been practicing

The words to say

Caught in my throat

In them, I must lay

I'm not ready for what comes next

I'm not ready to be honest

I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting

I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting

Stony Brook hides my secret

I wish that I could keep it

As summer turns to fall

The sticks drowning in the creek, it

Reminds me of the beings

Who surround me one and all

I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting

I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting

I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting

I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting