Waiting On High - The Sun

I was walking the street just the other day

When I saw a favorite girl of mine walking up the other way

Stopped her on the street corner just to say hello

From the look, the eyes, the body language I should have braced for so

Much more

She said, who do you think you are mister guitar man

Struttin' so tall like only Chicken Little can

With your coy glance and your flirty look

You attention starved whore boy you wrote that book

Then she left me

Waiting on high

With the fear of god in me you know I narrowed my step

Tried to keep up my pace, felt like I broke my neck

When I looked backed just to see if it was all a joke

Saw all my old lovers and all the hearts I broke

So I went down to the bar to drink with my good time friends

All their hearts were broken so they had no ear to lend

To a strung out and missed placed, I’m new to this place, pathetic little

Hipster is gonna get punched in the face

So they sent me

Waiting on high

I don’t wanna be that boy with a gun in his hand

Firing two in the blue screaming this land is my land

This land is our land and this land is free

And that’s what I’ll tell the children when they’re murdering me

When I’m

Waiting on high