Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows?
Will I see you there when that final trumpet blows?
If I don't see you there, I will run a comb through my hair.
And I will wait.
I will wait.
I will wait.
Will you walk on in when the angel summons you?
Will you walk on in when the angel summons you?
If I don't see you go, I will let the minions flow.
And I will wait.
I will wait.
I will wait.
Down in dealey plaza, the tourists mill about.
Down in dealey plaza, the tourists mill about.
And I am far from where we live, and I have not learned how to forgive.
But I will wait.
I will wait.
I will wait.
Yeah.
Writer(s): John S Darnielle
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