Waiting for the News Lyrics

Dead stop on I-93, a car flipped and the driver flew

We had to think about something else; it happens just too often to care

Traffic picked up once again and the scene was clean as before

It's not the first and it won't be the last, that dirt had death on its door

Ooh, waiting for the news

Crossed the States and Canada line, same country, a different divide

Same trees in their perfect lines, made tame, made paper with pines

We had to wonder what it was like, when the land was covered in ice

We had to stop at the Ultramar, fill the car just to follow a sight

Ooh, waiting for the news

At some point, there are no more turns, we keep going as the budget burns

We keep talking and keep in touch, but mostly we feel nothing much

I start wondering how it ends, what way the river bends

Up a bridge to the other side, a false sense of escape from the tide

Ooh, waiting for the news

Old Joe is a dinosaur, they don't make em like him anymore

Each Sunday, at half past five he gets up and gets out the door

He sits down on a memorial bench as the birds start practicing French

The world turns to another day, but that's not what the newspapers say

Ooh, waiting for the news

Ooh, waiting for the news

Ooh, waiting for the news