"Until That Time"
I’ve been studying the fine
art of waiting,
Like a good thief planning his crimes;
I’ve been studying the art of patience,
In this time between the times,
Until that time, Until that time,
I will study the fine art of waiting, Until that time.
Like a woman prepares for her soon born child,
Like a father awaits a lost son,
I will wait by the side of the river,
I will wait for the peace to be won,
Until that time, until that time
I will follow the bend of the river, Until that time.
I swear all my timepieces are busted,
I don’t know how long is a day,
How long before I hear my name called,
How long before I find a way,
Until that time, Until that time
How long before I hear my name called, Until that time.
I want my ticket punched, my forms filled in, my certificates all complete,
My robes will be clean, the banquet prepared,
My rooms made ready, wash this dust from my feet,
Until that time, until that time,
I will follow this path through the desert, Until that time
Until that time, Until that time,
I will follow the bend of the river, Until that time.
© 2000 Bill Connet. All rights reserved.
Bill Connet: lead vocal, harmony
vocals, guitar, Dobro
Krista Champlin: piano, harmony vocals
Greg Valentine: mandolin
Scot Sutherland: upright bass
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