Waiting
For Django
Album: The Veil Has Been
Lifted
They
thought I coudn’t hear you, they thought I was asleep
(that) I couldnt taste your salted
tears as you began to weep
(that I) couldnt smell your perfume from our wedding day
The
one you wore just to pull me from this darkened cave
I’m
lying here in limbo
Can
you free me from this limbo
Stuck
in purgatory denied a
final date
Stranded
here in no-mans land, no bullets no grenades
Memories
encircle me like machine-guns around my bed
I
bet pennies with the ferryman by the river of the dead
Familiar
voices, doctors, nurses, friends
Play
my favourite music to get me on the mend
I’m
lying here in limbo
Can
you free me from this limbo
I
look for sanctuary
But
every door stays shut
Can
you break me
out of prison
Free
me from this curse
But
you never knew about Django,
And
how I loved his sweet guitar
I’d
dance the twirling tango in the summers with my Ma
But
I listened him
no more the day she up and left
Turn
him off the radio, forget that she’d exist
guitar solo
I’m
lying here in limbo as you write your billet doux
Just
a cruel game of limbo on a tightrope back to you
Stuck
in purgatory without a
final date
Stranded
here in no-mans land, no bullets no grenades
So
one more year I'll wait for Django on the radio
I’ll
see you in my dreams darling
when day is done
yes one more year I'll wait for Django,
then I surrender dear
but when you stop wearing that perfume I’ll know its time to go
When
you stop wearing that perfume I’ll know its time to go…
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