A groan of tedium escapes me, startling the fearful. Is this a test?
It has to be. Otherwise I can’t go on. Draining patience, drain vitality.
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire acts a little old. But I’m still right here,
giving blood and keeping faith. And I’m still right here.
But I’m still right here, giving blood and keeping faith. And I’m still right here.
Wait it out..I’m gonna wait it out. Wait it out.
If there were no rewards to reap, no embrace to see me through, this tedious path
I’ve chosen here, I certainly would’ve walked away, by now. Gonna wait it out
If there were no desire to heal, The damaged and broken met along
this tedious path I’ve chosen here, I certainly would’ve walked away, by now.
And I still may...And I still may... Be patient. I must keep reminding myself of this
If there were no rewards to reap, No embrace to see me through,
this tedious path I’ve chosen here, I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
And I still may, and I still may, and I still may, and I may...
Gonna wait it out. Wait it out. Gonna wait it out. (sing365)
This song is written from the perspective of Tool lead singer Maynard James Keenan's mother rie, who suffered a stroke in 1976 that left her partially paralyzed and wheelchair-bound. She thought it was a test from God and thought that she would be rewarded for her faith. (songfacts)
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