Richard Shindell

Waiting for the Storm

from Somewhere Near Paterson

Im ready as Ill ever be
Ive done all one man can
No one now will rescue me
Here Ill make my stand

The State Police, they came around
They said I should not stay
I thanked them for their kind concerned
And sent them on their way

Ive made my preparations
Theres nothing left to do
But to sit here in this rocking-chair
Waiting for the storm

The wife and kids have gone up north
Theyre staying with her mom
And everything Ive ever loved
Will soon enough be gone


Lately Ive been thinking
This aint no way to live
Lately Ive been thinking
That something has to give

Ive opened all the windows wide
Ive left the doors ajar
Everthing that was inside
Ive put out in the yard


updated: 2 years ago