How long you in for
thirty-five years
what's the punishment
a thousand tears
what's on the line
nothing at all
just another broken
and battered soul
waiting for the warden
to call "parole"
I waited so long
I turned it into a game
waited beyond my limits
my reason and strength of will
I waited
but my time never came
I'm too old now
gray in the head
burned out but still trying
it's not graceful
it's not cute
living this way
always waiting
and never knowing anything
always waiting
always waiting.
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