David Arn - What Comes Next Lyrics
At the upstream Gallery EastIt’s there we compare pains we bear the bestWith pleasures we share the leastShe’s been gone, her mind is on the ropes againBack from London, where coming undone, is no longer such a dealPaint on her dreams has trouble drying,she’s been stunt flying over danger zonesas she lifts up her eyes, finds her stage, and makes her appeal.It’s not like we’re waitingFor a world that connectsWe’re not anticipatingSome miracle that correctsAll this time aloneWe’ve always known it was more complexWe’re waiting for what comes nextShe doesn’t want genius in a strollerShe knows heaven is not the skyLong gone are days when newspapers talked to herAnd flags waved goodbyeSad Jane, I wish I could containEvery storm you see in the lullSo many nights your pillow is staying empty nowWhile your mind is staying full