Waiting For You
The Crooks Lyrics


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Head to the bank, sign the dotted line
Mosey on home at no particular time
'Cause Saturday's a canvas you can paint as you please
Pastel impressionism washed in green
The blur of the evening, short and thick on my mind
Takes the edge off the heat of the pounding summer grind

Tomorrow morning I'll be headed out west
Choking on the valley air and swimming in sweat
Foot on the pedal, nothing tying me down
Still find myself on shaky ground
Your guess is as good as mine
So until we meet again, darling, thank you for your time

It's T minus twenty, I'm halfway over the state
A few short turns and I'll be parked at the gate
City veins are pumping hard pushing me through
Trapped in the rapids there ain't much one can do
My grandmother's voice fills the back of my head
Faded and gentle, like the low tide she said

When I was your age, I threw in the towel
Bought a flood-stained dive bar on the tired side of town
Left the girls with the key, let them wander the tracks
Married a tattered rag and seldom came back
I went and died young with plenty of patches to mend
And I think wherever you're at darling that you'll be fine in the end

I know tomorrow you'll be headed out west
Choking on the valley air and swimming in sweat
Foot on the pedal, nothing tying you down
Still finding yourself on shaky ground




Your guess is as good as mine
So until we meet again, darling, thank you for your time

Overall Meaning

In "Waiting for You", The Crooks paint a picture of the bittersweet moments and uncertainties that come with living in the present while anticipating the future. The first stanza describes the singer's relaxation on a Saturday, enjoying the freedom of having no plans yet enjoying the pastel colors of the sunset. The second stanza describes him leaving his current life and heading towards his goals out west, despite feeling scared and unsure of what awaits him. He remembers his grandmother, who took a chance on an unconventional life and found happiness, and hopes that he too will find his way. The chorus reiterates that he's on shaky ground, but he'll continue moving forward and cherishes the memories he's made.


The song balances nostalgia for the past with hope for the future and captures the bittersweet feeling of saying goodbye to someone who has been a part of your life. The lyrics are open to interpretation - the singer's goals are not specified, so listeners can imagine their own stories and passions. The chorus "your guess is as good as mine" could speak to the uncertainty of the future, or maybe even the inevitability of change. The line "swimming in sweat" could be interpreted as a struggle or as a sensation of being alive.


Overall, "Waiting for You" touches on themes of nostalgia, growth, and hopefulness while celebrating the warm human connections that hold us together in uncertain times.


Line by Line Meaning

Head to the bank, sign the dotted line
Go to the bank and sign an important document that seals the deal.


Mosey on home at no particular time
Take your time and go home whenever you feel like it.


'Cause Saturday's a canvas you can paint as you please
Saturday is a blank slate for you to do whatever makes you happy.


Pastel impressionism washed in green
The day is full of soft, muted colors, with green dominating the landscape.


The blur of the evening, short and thick on my mind
The memories of the evening are hazy in my mind but still vivid.


Takes the edge off the heat of the pounding summer grind
The evening cools down the heat of the relentless summer and provides respite.


Tomorrow morning I'll be headed out west
I'll be leaving for the west tomorrow morning.


Choking on the valley air and swimming in sweat
The hot valley air makes it difficult to breathe, and sweat is pouring off my body.


Foot on the pedal, nothing tying me down
I have the freedom to go wherever I want, with no obligations or restrictions.


Still find myself on shaky ground
Despite this freedom, I'm unsure of myself and my decisions.


Your guess is as good as mine
I'm not sure what the future holds or what I should do next.


So until we meet again, darling, thank you for your time
Until we see each other again, thank you for spending time with me.


It's T minus twenty, I'm halfway over the state
It's twenty minutes until I arrive, and I'm halfway through the state already.


A few short turns and I'll be parked at the gate
I just need to make a few more turns before I arrive at my destination.


City veins are pumping hard pushing me through
The city is alive and moving, propelling me forward as well.


Trapped in the rapids there ain't much one can do
Stuck in the chaos of the city, there's not much one can do to slow down or escape.


My grandmother's voice fills the back of my head
I can hear my grandmother's gentle voice in the back of my mind.


Faded and gentle, like the low tide she said
Her voice is soft and subdued, like the ebb of the ocean tides.


When I was your age, I threw in the towel
When I was your age, I gave up on something and quit.


Bought a flood-stained dive bar on the tired side of town
I bought a run-down bar on the less desirable part of town that had been damaged by a flood.


Left the girls with the key, let them wander the tracks
I left the girls in charge and let them freely explore.


Married a tattered rag and seldom came back
I married someone who was unloved and came back rarely.


I went and died young with plenty of patches to mend
I died young with lots of unfinished business to take care of.


And I think wherever you're at darling that you'll be fine in the end
I believe that no matter where you go or do, you'll be okay in the end.




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Written by: Henry Bird-Postler

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Gordon Spence

Had this album as a young mod back in the 80s .. played it loads..

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