Wait It Out - Tara MacLean

Coloured photographs

Edges for the back

Petals for the den

Signs are withering

And water to your knees

I feel like diving in

Rising is just a line between you and I

I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me to

But I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me anymore

There’s something in your eyes

The way you tell it every time

Like it’s someone else’s story

Like it’s someone else’s life

I picked you for the shade

I thought you would turn

But you turned away when you heard me say

That I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me to

But I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me anymore

As time keeps moving by

Somehow we realize

The real things have to die

Then I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me to

But I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me to

But I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me to

But I’ll wait it out

Until you don’t want me

You don’t want me anymore

You don’t want me anymore

You don’t want me anymore

You don’t want me anymore