[Written by Steven Wilson]

Waiting... to be born again


Wanting... the saddest kind of pain
Waiting for the day when I will crawl away


Nothing is what I feel
Waiting... for the drugs to make it real

Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away

Waiting... to be disciplined

Aching... for your nails across my skin
Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away