From the recording Roughing It
Written in late fall, in preparation for Advent. Recorded from the songwriting session.
Lyrics
Come and wipe us away, we're waiting
See how many we are
On every downtrodden face, we're waiting
Made to wear shame like a star
We don't belong here
Called forth in pain
Children born of the scars
And we're waiting, and we're waiting
Come and set the world right
Come and dry these weeping eyes
Come and make the world what it was meant to be
We're waiting on you
Come and give us the word, we're waiting
The armies' at your command
See how they trample what's yours, we're waiting
The violent cover the land
Avenge the orphan
The widows' slain
Pour out the cup from your hand
We're waiting, we're waiting
Come and set the world right
Vindicate your children with your might
Come and make the world what it was meant to be
We're waiting on you
We're waiting
We're waiting
We're waiting
We're waiting