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