Lyric Our Singer

i ve been waitin
anticipatin
sun comes up
the skies won t sink my soul
i ve dreamt of this
but is never comes
but it never comes
the risin
the natures dry
folk!

i ve been dreamin
traced out but dreamin
the sun coems up
the blisters burn my soul
i m dreamin
of something now
of something now
of the risin
the natures dry
and all the groovey ones (?)