Count up the fractions
A web of reactions from all that we know
Ripplin' out one day I'm sure
It's an abstraction
A counter-reaction to things that you've learned
And I will be dead one day I'm sure
I'm flyin', you're high and
I'm losing patience
Days tryin', nights cryin'
I'm so impatient
Patience, patience
No satisfaction
From the coming attractions they put on the wall
But I will be there one day I'm sure
The quiet inaction
An overreaction to thoughts that occur
And I will be dead one day I'm sure
I'm flyin', you're high and
I'm losing patience
Days tryin', nights cryin'
I'm so impatient
Patience, patience
Sell the garden
Seldom beats the buyin'
Reap the harvest
Reapin' beats the tryin'
So much for the time that you lost
Talkin' bout all the things that you'll do
And what you'll have, have not
Is not enough to drag you through the mud
ParrotOx - Patience Lyrics
ParrotOx - Patience Lyrics
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Count up the fractions
A web of reactions from all that we know
Ripplin' out one day I'm sure
It's an abstraction
A counter-reaction to things that you've learned
And I will be dead one day I'm sure
I'm flyin', you're high and
I'm losing patience
Days tryin', nights cryin'
I'm so impatient
Patience, patience
No satisfaction
From the coming attractions they put on the wall
But I will be there one day I'm sure
The quiet inaction
An overreaction to thoughts that occur
And I will be dead one day I'm sure
I'm flyin', you're high and
I'm losing patience
Days tryin', nights cryin'
I'm so impatient
Patience, patience
Sell the garden
Seldom beats the buyin'
Reap the harvest
Reapin' beats the tryin'
So much for the time that you lost
Talkin' bout all the things that you'll do
And what you'll have, have not
Is not enough to drag you through the mud
A web of reactions from all that we know
Ripplin' out one day I'm sure
It's an abstraction
A counter-reaction to things that you've learned
And I will be dead one day I'm sure
I'm flyin', you're high and
I'm losing patience
Days tryin', nights cryin'
I'm so impatient
Patience, patience
No satisfaction
From the coming attractions they put on the wall
But I will be there one day I'm sure
The quiet inaction
An overreaction to thoughts that occur
And I will be dead one day I'm sure
I'm flyin', you're high and
I'm losing patience
Days tryin', nights cryin'
I'm so impatient
Patience, patience
Sell the garden
Seldom beats the buyin'
Reap the harvest
Reapin' beats the tryin'
So much for the time that you lost
Talkin' bout all the things that you'll do
And what you'll have, have not
Is not enough to drag you through the mud
Writer: Andrew Van Schaack
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid