Don't call it 
Defeatist
I don't want it
I need it
I'll cog in 
Machine it

So long as
That feeds it
Too fogged up
To see it
Too absent
To leave it

But I'm patiently waiting for
My windfall [bad word] 
I'm patiently waiting for
My savior [bad word] 
Impatiently waiting for
savior [bad word] 

There's perfect symmetry and shapes
Inside my heart
And I will take them to my grave
Win or lose; it's not up to me

I put my feet up in the air
Will you hold them still for me
Notice how the tables and the chairs
Tend to float

But I'm patiently waiting for
Rainfall [bad word] 
I'm patiently waiting for
Savior [bad word] 
Impatiently waiting for
Savior [bad word]