(SmithHarrisDickinson)
Everybody's waiting for something to happen
Everybody's waiting for
something to see
Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters
Everyone's waiting for news on
TV
Winding lives at the end of the spiral
Waiting dictators with their next big
thrill
Everyone's looking, but no one is listening
Everybody wants to be in at the
kill
I wait for the signs, they tell me true
I see the signs of the end of
time
Everyone's searching, but nothing's revealing
Everyone's looking for the reason
why
Everyone's hoping for life everafter
Everyone's looking at death from the
sky
Everyone's nightmares are going to happen
Everybody's ripping the mask from their
eyes
Everyone's praying but no one's believing
Everyone's heroes tell everyone's
lies
I wait for the signs, they tell me true
I see the signs of the
end
[Chorus:]
So I watch and I wait
And I pray for an awnser
An end to the
strife and the world's misery
But the end never came
And we're digging the graves
And
we're loading the guns for the kill
Can the end be at hand?
Is the face in the
sand
Future memory of our tragedy?
Can the end be at hand?
Is the face in the
sand
Future memory of our tragedy?
[Chorus]
Can the end be at hand?
Is the
face in the sand
Future memory of our tragedy?
Can the end be at hand?
Is the face in
the sand
Future memory of our tragedy?
