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letra de waiting at the door - elizabeth lafavre

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life’s a mystery
tick tock
no time for
hesitating
tick tock
knipping at our heels
trying to steal
our thunder
trying to steal
our joy

bracing for that final war
armageddon
running faster
than i ever dared before
cause i know that tammy
life is in on the line
if i fall they’ll
be no second chances

wind chimes
dancin’ and swayin’
with the rustling leaves
keeping time
with the red robin
building a nest
for his little one
bracing for that final war
armageddon
a chorus line of
angels singing
gregorian chants
fill the air

enlisting the help
of every creaturе
in the forest
they’rе waiting
in the wings
time to build
that arc
to save who
and what we can
a new day will dawn
a brighter day
for all to see

but first we
face an accounting
of all our sins

the light will
be like dynamite
need to shield
your eyes
from the glory
that was foretold
that devine
intervention
is upon us
don’t shudder
and shake your head
in disbelief
what did you
think was gonna happen?
can’t you feel it?
tension building up
all over the world

we keep forgettin’
what we already know
we keep forgettin’
what we already know

haunted by vague memories
walking the
narrow streets
of cobblestone
flashes of a time
recalled
deeply embedded
in our subconscious

knowing all along
but not telling anyone
not admitting it
even to ourselves

smacking us
in the face
bursting splinters
as i write
fast and furious
in my notebook
all the signs
and symbols
clairvoyant
a story that is both
old and new
quietly powerful
in its impact
packs a punch
when we get down
to the crux of it
as we watch
the sledgehammer
crush the wrongdoers

i raise my hands
up to the sky
trying to
come up
with some alibis
my feeble attempts
to answer for myself

my confession
about to be unfurled
gonna plant my weary legs
in a prayer-like stance
gonna beg for mercy
gonna look into
those blue-green eyes
and say my goodbyes

otherworldly winds
of time
gently rushing by
burning up the
roads less travelled

echoes of the past
dancing in my head
clutch my sheets of dread
in my head
in my bed
fearing the worst

trembling fingers
sweet sorrow
and regret
arresting me
paralyzing me
as i lay me down
in mysheets of linen
my final resting spot

but a warm golden
glow greets me now
enveloping me
in sweet sweet love

sleep well
little one
wild horses
racing
to the scene
they’ll join us
in that final war

they’ve already
signed up to help
to beg for forgiveness
for all our
delinquencies

cl!ck clack
bringing me back
to the place
i used to know
a day of reckoning
when children sing
those kindergarten songs
full of meaning
helping us learn
right from wrong

thinking about
my days of glory
and shame
my fatal flaws
swords carving me up
cutting straight through
to the heart
of the matter

all the mistakes
i’ve made
getting down to
the thick of it
arrow fired straight at me

no time for lies
laser focused
on the truth of it
a new day will dawn
a brighter day
for all to see
but first we
face an accounting

the light will
be so bright
need to shield
your eyes

a story that
‘twas foretold
a devine
intervention

keep forgetting
what we already know
keep forgetting
what we already know

haunted by vague memories
of a tale we’ve
heard before
of the land
that we once roamed
walking the
narrow streets
of cobblestone
flashes of a time
recalled
deeply embedded
in our subconscious

knowing all along
but not telling
not admitting it’s
even to ourselves
smacking us
in the face
what a disgrace

quietly powerful song
gonna raise my hands
up to the sky
and ask why
trying to
come up
with the answer
need some alibis

firmly plant
my weary legs
in a prayer-like stance
gonna beg for mercy
gonna look into
those blue-green
fiery eyes

otherworldly winds
of time
gently rushing
in my mind
echoes of the past
dancing in my head
kidnapping my mind

clutch my sheets of dread
in my head
linens strangling
me in my bed

fearing the worst
possibly cursed
fumbling
mumbling
stumbling

sweet sorrow
and regret
arresting me
what have i done
with the life
you gave me

wasted
blew it all
up in smoke
i choked
told my myself
lies
fed the scheme
that i t was okay
to settle
for money
and give up
that gift
that you
gave me

i’m sorry
that i let you down
at least i
realize it now

sleep well
little one
wild horses
racing
to the scene
they’ll join us
in that final war
already enlisted
in the cause

of begging
for forgiveness
for all our
delinquencies

cl!ck clack
wild horses
bringing me back
to the place
i used to know

my days of glory
and shame
thinking about all
the mistakes
i’ve made
getting down to
the thick of it
straight at
the truth of it

under construction…

- elizabeth lafavre

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