Still we are waiting For the shining eyes of wisdom To take the reins of our lives But no-one who's clever ever wants to take control They'd rather join the gasp Of the witnesses below Tightrope walkers High-wire actors We wait for them to fall There is no glade full of all the laughing people Don't think you are over of life's ugly failure We are all lost in deep dark dark woods 2000 years not too late We spend all our live Getting over ourselves So please as you're waiting For the bloodhound of wisdom Open your eyes to the other lives That creak by For no-one's ever right, not even me. Still we are waiting For something with wisdom