In the moonlight in our dying skin
We make conversation passing time
Two souls standing beneath the barren tree
What are we waiting for

Some promise of the light
Some filter from the dark
Something to ease the mind
Some kind of spark

In the far away foiled future
Ever since our lives have crossed
We are two souls searching ragged lands
But what are we waiting for

Some promise of what's real
Some heavy hearted drum
Something we can feel
Something or someone

Shall we go?
Shall we go?
Mustn't be here
Must be gone
Shall we go?
Shall we go?
It's not here
It's down the road