Hit or Miss - Sleeping At Last

Hurry, hurry up and wait

Is how the waiting game is played.

A thousand moving parts keep score

Inside the watch we can't ignore.

So let's hurry, let's hurry up and wait.

Much too tired to try,

Much too stubborn to quit,

On an island in between

The coasts of hit or miss.

Are we settlers or are we natives of this land?

Only time will tell

On which pedestal we were meant to stand.

So let's hurry, let's hurry up and wait.

So let's hurry, let's hurry, hurry up and wait.

Every cloud above's full of splattered paint,

Every seed below lies patiently in wait.

But a watched kettle never boils,

A watched tree never grows.

May we have our tea in the forest,

May we reap all that we sow.

So let's hurry, so let's hurry, hurry up, hurry up and wait.

So let's hurry, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait.