Going the Distance (2010) movie
Текст песни Harold T. Wilkins or How To Wait For A Very Long Time

You've been packing your bags for the tenth time

You've been up on the roof again

So you're biding your time but it's all right they're coming any week now

Left behind by the mothership, they're our only real friends

But inside, inside, you'll always feel the same, even when you wake up

Even if you wake up



In a town where everyone will kick and scream

And come to the same conclusion every time

Time to realize you were never on the team

There was always a question hanging over you

In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail

Looking over your shoulder and setting sail



Your dreams will become part of the future and coincide with the past

You spend all your time by the radio waiting for the signal

But inside, inside, you'll always feel the same, even when you wake up


Even if you wake up



In a town where everyone will kick and scream

And come to the same conclusion every time

Time to realize you were never on the team

There was always a question hanging over you

In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail

Looking over your shoulder and setting sail



(first stanza x3)

They drive the same road

They drive the same road

They drive the same road drifting over to your side



They drive the same road

They drive the same road

They drive the same road turn the lights on again



(x3)

They sail the same strait

They sail the same strait

They sail the same strait turn the lights on again