Nothing Ever Comes of It by John Van Deusen

I Am Origami Pt. 3 - A Catacomb Hymn by John Van Deusen

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Nothing Ever Comes of It
by John Van Deusen

Album: I Am Origami Pt. 3 - A Catacomb Hymn

We are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on
We are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on

And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling

Often I learn the best lessons when
Releasing guilt I've been holding in
I struggle to put into words
Feelings I've worked to unlearn

Is it good for you to watch and wait?
Have you dug in and sealed your fate?
I know how long the torch's light can bring you warmth
And give you sight

Oh we are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on
We are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on

And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling

And when did all my memories
Sail out and sink at sea?
And nothing's sane
And you don't change
Just breathe again
Stop the bleeding

Oh we are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on
We are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on

And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it
And nothing, nothing ever comes of it, darling

We are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on
We are
We are waiting for you
Waiting for you to move on

Nothing ever comes of it
Nothing ever comes of it, darling
Nothing ever comes of it
Nothing ever comes of it, darling