The Reverend John DeLore - Waiting For the Morning lyrics

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Let's burn the city down and find ourselves a place to sleep.

Not forever.

Just til we no longer weep.

Because I have had enough of these wicked railroad dreams.

They come to me without a warning.

I guess I'm still waiting for the morning to come my way.

Turn your eyes away.

It's easier for you to say.

We are not forever,

but there's a river running underground.

And you have had enough of these starless city streets.

You come to tears without a warning.

I guess you're still waiting for the morning to come your way.

Will I ever get enough of these cool, dark city dreams?

The siren's scream it sounds just like a warning.

I guess I'm still waiting for the morning to come my way.