(c) 1970

Waiting for Elijah. (he's been gone so long now)
Waiting for Elijah.  I hope he's comin' soon.
Here I've gone and set a place for you.  I've even filled your glass.
I remember every word you said, and how they've come to pass.

Even, even, eventually.  Even, even, eventually.

And these bleeding wounds that just won't mend. (and neither will the wind)
White geese in the northern sky release the rainbow's end.
How brightly shines the moon tonight.  Our words lay where they fell.
Here we listen, watch, and wait.  I lift mine ear to tell you,

Even, even, eventually.  I say, even, even, eventually.

[musical interlude]

And I'm waiting for Elijah. (he's been gone so long now)
I'm waiting for Elijah.  I hope he's comin' soon.
I hope he's comin' soon