[Lyric] The Wait (Anna Smyrk)

The sky is a silver-white haze
The sky is a silver-white haze
It dazzles the days

The water runs warm from the pipes
The water runs warm from the pipes
Even at night

We wait

I talk to my love through a screen
He’s pixels and plastic, not skin
I’m trying

I find myself counting the days
Calculating the distance through space
There’s no trace

We wait
The rain
The rain