Nalinda (I waited...) [performance piece]

There's a hatchet in my chest,
(Ayayayayaya-yiiii,)
You let it lay to rest and then departed,
the sun was shining, breeze was swaying, mood was perfect;
ayeh, the memory of pleading that's all that I had to part with...

Naliinda, Naliinda, Nalinda...
Nga toidah, Nga toidah, Nga toidah...
Tiwaidah!

I waited for you...
I waited for you right there at the pearly gates,
I waited to let you in, but you came late.
my angel friends and I, we'd seat there and debate,
on if you'd come through to binge and partake,
on this heavenly love I wanted you to take, yet,
God knew you wouldn't come,
but you know him with a secret,
He just sits there and keeps it!
Quite often, I'd break glittery angel sweat-
take time off to come down and see you,
and for some odd reason you'd receive me with open arms-
palm on my chest as we lay to rest and thought of nothing else...
Ayeh, I wasn't your "every day special,"
I was more like your palm Sunday,
you celebrated me once but I kept wishing maybe some day-
'she'll celebrate me each and every dying day...'
And I waited, and waited...
Flights say delayed, rains stay away,
sometimes babies come late; but,
they all eventually arrive- even God will!
So who are you? Who are you?
 Who are you to wait out and weigh out my love?
Yet in my heart is where heaven is and I am it's keeper.

Naliinda, Naliinda, Nalinda...
Nga toidah, Nga toidah, Nga toidah...
Tiwaidah!

There's a bucket where I lay,
(Eole-eloe-eloe-eloh...)
That holds the plenty tears that I've been crying,
you gave me bits of you and then we parted,
before our love had bloomed it was so tragic

Naliinda, Naliinda, Nalinda...
Nga toidah, Nga toidah, Nga toidah...
Tiwaidah!