waiting on the weather

i'm fresh with a fever

feeling on top like i can't come down

and i swore i would never

find gold here this deep in the ground

i got used to believing

fortune favors the fools and fakes

but i'm done with complaining

i'm getting up now while the world is fast asleep

by the time that the sun's up

i'll be heading up the west coast

not waiting on the weather

not waiting for the wind to change

by the time that the sun's up

i'll be heading for the future

i'm not waiting on the weather

not waiting one more damn day

i'm flush with a daydream

feeling the stars are within my reach

and i hear what they're saying

but maybe that's why they will never be

more than what they are now

a dull corpse bleeding endlessly

and i'm done with the fadeout

i'm getting up now while the world is fast asleep

i won't stay in a graveyard

give in to the cold dirt

i won't stay in the silence

and leave it all up to fate

i won't wait on a rescue

or look back in the rear view

i know now that it kills me

waiting for the wind to change

not waiting for the wind to change