Waiting To Hear

Out on a limb
Waiting to hear
Have I gone too far?
Am I in the clear?

Beyond myself
Waiting to hear
Have I crossed the line?
Am I in the clear?

He sang it, the waiting’s hard
Completely lost and way too smart
Ancient history books unread
Missing pieces don’t forget
Borders, corners, soaking wet
This remains unknown
For years I’ve longed to know it

Float on the road
Waiting to hear
The word or a call
Have I not been clear?

Back of the bus
Waiting to hear
Is all of this blurred?
Is it crystal clear?

A mountain rolls, alone not lonely
In the sunset, the vines catch light
A thought provoked by the glint of a highway sign