The Waiting Room Lyrics

     He panics, feels around for a stone and hurls it at the brightest
point. The sound of breaking
     glass echoes around the cave. As his vision is restored he catches
sight of two golden gloves
     about one foot in diameter hovering away down the tunnel. When they
disappear a
     resounding crack sears across the roof, and it collapses all around
him. Our hero is trapped
     once again.

     "This is it" he thinks, failing to move any of the fallen rocks