Waiting for the winds of change. To sweep the clouds away. Waiting for the rainbow's end. To cast its gold your way. Countless ways, you pass the days.
Prologue:. "Airport scurry flurry faces. Parade of passers by. People going many places. With a smile or just a sigh. Waiting waiting pass the time. Another cigarette.
Why try? I know why. This feeling inside me says it's time I was gone. Clear head, new life ahead. It's time I was king, now not just one more pawn. .