Christopher Paul Stelling — Waiting Game

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if you would have told me then just where I’d be sitting now,
I hardly have believed you, never imagined how.
tell me why then am i so weary, so weary and so low
was it the path i took to get hear that wore me down just so

would it have made a difference, would it all still be the same,
is this a test of our resilience, or is it just a waiting game,
a waiting game

i’ll tell you one thing I have witnessed that comes to test me now and then
when I’m at the end of my rope that’s when joy comes rushing in
i used to pray for consistency amidst the rising and the falls
but i can’t give up on that feeling when that distant something hears my call.

would it have made a difference, would it all still be the same,
is this a test of our resilience, or is it just a waiting game,
a waiting game

are we wasting our best years on what we’ll never name
a waiting game

the years fly by like memories of uneventful days
they way the rushing of the waters erodes the stone away
ain’t it funny how in one moment everything might change
the way you never saw it coming until it all felt prearranged

would it have made a difference, would it all still be the same
is this a test of our resilience, or is it just a awaiting game,
a waiting game.

is it a matter of pride and letting go of blame,
waiting game.