all of the sadness and all of the tears bottled and labeled and locked up for years til my alarm clock tied up my tongue white flag was soaked with the sorrows i d wrung then as the floodgates ripped from their seams all i had stored like a stampede it seemed the ensuing earthquake sent jars to the ground the glass shattering in a symphonic sound there in the chaos the waves and the glass the unending questions like nets that were cast all i could here was the echoes respond it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long it won t be long be long be long be long be be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long be long