I'd rather not be told a number
These percents are good for now
I'll live inside this woken slumber
I'll be content with what's around
A narrow band of strong emotion
No manic highs, no crushing lows
Which would surprise my younger version
I'd always feed off of those throws
I wait, I wait
I can't wait to see what becomes of you
I wait, i wait
I can't wait to see what becomes of you
And when i dig for diamond ideas
It's no more about the maybe me
It's these three people that i live with
I save every morning to see
I've got ideas of how they'd end up
But what does "end" even mean
I'd rather be part of their travels
In their days, heard and seen
I wait, I wait
I can't wait to see what becomes of you
I wait, i wait
I can't wait to see what becomes of you
There's a chance i'm gone here sooner
There's a chance the sun will scream
What is the point of living frightened
It comes for us all in a dream
I wait, i wait
I can't wait to see what becomes of you
I wait, i wait
I can't wait to see what becomes of you