No More Waiting - Cigar

Rope burns hot against my skin

My grip is tight, but giving in

My patience wearing like the wick

Strange for a stubborn man who’s skull is inches thick

Tried hard not to lose my way

But the detours found their own

I’ve been around but there’s no more waiting

Beyond what I’ve learned and what I’ve known

A chance for my humility and my humbleness to grow

Across the forest covered thick in pine

Search has been hampered as my limbs are bound in twine

Tried hard just to get away

But the ground it sinks below

I’ve been around but there’s no more waiting

I’ve got to find myself before I sink below