Lyrics

(Verse 1)
The wallpaper is peeling at the corner of the door
I've memorized the grain and every knot hole in the floor
The mailman stops by Tuesday, but he never brings the news
Just another stack of bills and "how do you do's"
The kettle's always humming, the tea is getting dark
I'm just waiting for the flint to finally find the spark
The calendar is bleeding red, I'm crossing out the weeks
Still listening for the floorboard, the one that always squeaks.


(Pre-Chorus)
There's a static in the silence
A hum along the line
Like a storm behind the mountain
Just waiting for its time.


(Chorus)
Any day now, the clouds are gonna part
Any day now, the engine's gonna start
I'm standing on the ledge of what used to be my life
Cutting through the waiting like a dull-edged knife
They say the best is coming, they say the tide will turn
I'm just watching for the signal, for the bridge to burn
Yeah, any day now...
Any day now.


(Verse 2)
The neighbors put their winter coats deep into the bin
I can see the green of April trying to crawl in
The world is moving forward, it doesn't check the pulse
Of the girl inside the window, or anybody else
I've got my suitcase open on the middle of the bed
I've played out every greeting a thousand times in my head
Is it a change of weather? Is it a change of heart?
Is it a finish line or just a brand new place to start?


(Pre-Chorus)
There's a pressure in the rafters
A shift inside the air
I'm combing out the shadows
And I'm smoothing down my hair.


(Chorus)
Any day now, the clouds are gonna part
Any day now, the engine's gonna start
I'm standing on the ledge of what used to be my life
Cutting through the waiting like a dull-edged knife
They say the best is coming, they say the tide will turn
I'm just watching for the signal, for the bridge to burn
Yeah, any day now...
Any day now.


(Bridge)
Is it a promise?
Or is it a threat?
The sun hasn't risen,
But it hasn't quite set.
I'm tired of the "maybe,"
I'm done with "eventually,"
I need the wind to blow
And finally set me free.


(Guitar Solo - slow and building)


(Outro)
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe tonight.
I'll leave the hallway empty,
And I'll leave on the porch light.
The lock is gonna rattle.
The sky is gonna break.
I'm ready for the rhythm,
For the ground to finally shake.
Any day now...
(Any day...)
I'm still waiting...
(Any day now...)