"Wait For The Call" Lyrics

I can still see the looks on their faces,
As if I were standing there now.
The cold and unyielding suspicions,
That held the crease deep in their brow.

My reckless abandon they envied,
My lack of respect they despised.
I held my hand out for the taking,
And my offer was quickly denied.

And if you look at them closely and follow their eyes,
You can see their rejection and feel their demise.
While they chase after shadows and cloud their replies,
They still feel the pain that they cannot disguise.

Well I wasn't too far from the border,
When I knew that they'd followed me down.
I could feel their cold eyes burn into me.
They could take me with no one around.

So I hid myself under the water,
Where the river ran deep, and so wide.
I hid there so long, 'til I shivered,
I hid there so long that I died.

While I felt my life slipping, I could picture the scene,
I'd make one paragraph in some newsmagazine.
And the whole of creation won't miss me at all.
Fade from a few memories, and wait for the call.

Well the lights are still on in some windows,
As my friends toast my memory tonight.
They believe that I died for a reason,
An idea they believe to be right.

And the sound of the music has ended,
And the fanfare has long died away,
As my name joins the rank of the nameless,
Whose ambitions have led them astray.

Now when your pulse starts to racing, your mouth turns to dry,
When fear grips your heart when you're turning to cry.
When justice has fled you, there's no sense of law,
Just hold on for mercy, and wait for the call