Do you ever wonder about whatever it is you’re waiting for — whether it’s the biggest test of your faith or the (next) biggest waste of your time?
“Sky fell down and pulled us in
Stole away my oxygen
And left me standin’ breathless there with you
The ocean wrapped around the sun
The smell of June — the taste of your tongue
Was all I’d ever needBut you – you keep on waiting
For the sun to come around
And you — you keep on waiting
For something better — better off to come around.”— Sister Hazel, “Come Around”