Greatness Waitress

The perfect idea arrives when it’s able
Forever stamps on an everything bagel
I’m not an adult but I’m not a teenager no more
And I work at a store
With records and books
I often perform
You should come take a look
But you can’t take a look
The band’s on a break
The time that we took
Was specifically taken for
Waiting on a great idea
I am waiting on the perfect idea
Air conditioning, ice cream sandwich
Something so perfect you can’t understand how it
Sits out in front of you waiting to grab from the yard
And I’m bad at guitar
But I think that’s ok
Cause the better you are
The less room in your brain
And the room in your brain
Needs plenty of space
To optimally function
With time that was given for
Waiting on a great idea
I was waiting on the perfect idea
It was Saturday, that I found
Found a tape, on the ground
Of a diary, sister made
Everything she’d seen that day
While listening
It was so inspiring
I took it home
Melody, harmony, a symphony
It came to me
And within a week and a day
Eagerly
I put my songs to tape
And from a counter top display
I sold all twelve at work that day
I will admit it’s beautifully lame
The time that I spend
Waiting for something to
Say it to no one, say it again
I’m not alone I’m just sitting here patiently
Waiting on a great idea
I am waiting on the next idea
I am waiting on the perfect idea