Lift To Experience - Waiting To Hit lyrics

Waiting to In the morning glow with light so low The day begins as night shelds her skin In the aftermath of the long dark past I'm beginning to see the light Through drunken days and spinning scenes The lifting of weight that God's freedom brings Till genius awakes with hungover snakes And remembers the dreams one more Tossed from bed to floor Sometime, somewhere just when you think it couldn't get any worse It'll hit you unaware and you realise: It sure as hell ain't gonna get any better So tune into the radio and listen to the words we say It's gonna get far worse before it gets better Tune into the T.V. show, when we will appear to show you the way When host of heavenly Angels takes homeward to the Promised Land And the stars did align in nineteen ninety-nine We're getting ready for the moment to shine With luck, star-struck On the front of the storm we shall be born Under the red and the blue and the white These angels will take flight Sometime, somewhere just when you think it couldn't get any worse It'll hit you unaware and you realise: It's gonna get far worse before it gets better So turn your heads to the starry skies above Give those sore eyes a sight When the host of heavenly Angels takes flight With crippled wings and songs to sing Just a stupid ranch hand in a Texas rock band Trying to understand God's masterplan When the Lord said "Son! Tell the world before it explodes The glory of the Texas-Jerusalem Crossroads." I said "Lord I'll make you a deal; I will if you give me a smash hit so I can build a 'city on a hill'." And He said "Son! I will if you will." I said "My sweet Lord, it's a deal." Waiting to hit with crippled wings Waiting to hit with songs to sing Waiting to hit the silver screen Waiting to hit the scene So we approach the grand conclusion when the world receives its retribution On the eve of our destruction, standing at the edge looking over Waiting to hit the center stage at such a golden and tender age Shot forth out of the miry clay cuttin' all the corners along the way Born in a manger covered in after-birth, we're taking her for all she's worth With stars above, lone star below, upon the earth a star is born