David Arn - What Comes Next lyrics

Healing sad Jane over coffee At the upstream Gallery East It's there we compare pains we bear the best With pleasures we share the least She's been gone, her mind is on the ropes again Back from London, where coming undone, is no longer such a deal Paint on her dreams has trouble drying, She's been stunt flying over danger zones As she lifts up her eyes, finds her stage, and makes her appeal. It's not like we're waiting For a world that connects We're not anticipating Some miracle that corrects All this time alone We've always known it was more complex We're waiting for what comes next She doesn't want genius in a stroller She knows heaven is not the sky Long gone are days when newspapers talked to her And flags waved goodbye Sad Jane, I wish I could contain Every storm you see in the lull So many nights your pillow is staying empty now While your mind is staying full