Sitting by the railroad station

Waiting for your train

She said meet me at the platform

It won’t be long until I arrive

Waiting for you

Waiting for you to come around

Maybe this train will be the one

Maybe the one after

Out of memory

Don’t these trains go any faster?

Waiting for your train

Maybe one day

Maybe someday

The words you mentioned will be the ones to come around

On that train

Waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting

Waiting for you

Waiting for your train

I always feel like, basically I’m waiting for time, Vic. I’m waiting, for me to make it, you know, in this lifetime. Can’t wait for the day to see myself there, man.

I feel like, ‘cause time moves forward you’re going to constantly be waiting, especially seeing as you always get told to have dreams and stuff.

Like, I don’t care if it doesn’t come. I’ll wait, bruh. And I guess my relationship to that kind of waiting is interesting.

(Waiting for your train)

Because I’m very content to wait for that. So, my relationship with waiting is very, very good. I love waiting.

Waiting, waiting

Waiting, waiting

Waiting