Thomas Alva Waiting Lyrics

When you're dead when your ghost leaves your head
When your head leaves your body
I'll be there I'll be lighter than air
I'll be some how applauding
Lately by your grave I sit and wait
Waiting for that very special day,
That you pass away
When you die when the spark leaves your eye
When your eye leaves your socket
I'll be there I'll be lighter than air pulling pride from my pocket

Creeping in the evening while you sleep
Singing while you're breathing in the deep
Hoping you decease
Thomas Alva waiting... for your expiration…
Your final resignation... Thomas Alva waiting

And while I wait I contemplate all the weeks and days all the time I've wasted worryin, when I could've been, with my elefriends
Having all the greatest times…
Were I alive, I wouldn't kill any more time,
I'd savor every single moment at least I'd try

Thomas Alva waiting... for your expiration…
Your final resignation... Thomas Alva waiting

Thomas Alva waiting... for your expiration…
Your final resignation... Thomas Alva waiting

When you're dead when your ghost leaves your head
When your head leaves your body
I'll be there I'll be lighter than air
I'll be some how applauding