Seven Nations

Waiting For Midnight

Seven Nations


Yesterday Just Took Out All the Wind Out of My Sails 
I'd Give Anything I Could to Change My Side to Stab My Hands to Nail 
If I Could Believe It's True Not Only in My Mind 
I'm Betrayed By My Own Memory 
A Loss Not Justified 
But We Can do Anything and We Can Go Anywhere 

You Can Hear Me Whisper 
Waiting For Midnight Waiting For Silence 
Climbing Over Ten Foot Walls of Brick and Stone Defense 
Waiting For Midnight I'm Waiting For Silence 
Good Times Were Never Much Better Then This 

Tomorrow Holds a Hand Out to the Hunger of Yesterday 
From a Long Embracing Understanding Cool Retreat All Hemingway 
Now I Think We Have no Choice But Meet This Eye to Eye 
Then We'll Struggle With Our Bancho's Ghost 
No Martyrs Left to Crucify 
But We Can do Anything and We Can Go Anywhere 

You Can Hear Me Whisper 
Waiting For Midnight Waiting For Silence 
Clinging to the Solitude That We Are Dispossessed 
Waiting For Midnight I'm Waiting For Silence 
Good Times Were Never Much Better Then This 

Waiting For Midnight Waiting For Silence 
Climbing Over Ten Foot Walls of Brick and Stone Defense 
Waiting For Midnight I'm Waiting For Silence 
Good Times Were Never Much Better Then This