Suzanne Vega/Suzanne Vega & Anton Sanko



Now the time has come to speak

I was not able

And water through a rusted pipe

Could make the sense that I do



Gurgle, mutter

Hiss, stutter

Moan the words like water

Rush and foam and choke



Having waited

This long of a winter

I fear I only

Croak and sigh



Somewhere deep within

Hear the creak

That lets the tale begin



Now the time has come to move

I was not able

Water through a rusted pipe

Could make the moves that I do



Stagger, stumble

Trip, fumble

I fear I only

Slip and slide



Somewhere deep within

Hear the creak

That lets the tale begin



Somewhere deep within

Hear the creak

That lets the tale begin