Argos, Love and The Theory of Waiting

My best friend said once:

'This is how I would envision Argos, the dog

of Odysseus. Waiting for his master by the

side of the wine dark sea.

Argos was a young dog when Odysseus left to

fight at Troy. When Odysseus returned twenty

years later, Argos could no longer walk. He

saw Odysseus, smiled (in my mind), wagged

his tail and died. Such is life.'

 

(In Greek mythology, Argos was Odysseus' faithful dog.

He waited for his master's return to Ithaca for over a decade while most presumed Odysseus dead.

He was the first to recognize the King returning from the Trojan War, even though Odysseus was disguised as a beggar to discover what was going on in his palace during his absence.

It was said that as soon as Argos recognized his master, he dropped his ears and did his best to wag his tail. Having fulfilled his destiny of faith by laying his eyes upon his master once more, he released a final wimper and died. )

Waiting at the station.

Waiting for the right moves.

Waiting in the basement.

Waiting for the right cues.

Waiting in a daydream.

Waiting in this slipstream.

Waiting...

Waiting in the right bars.

Waiting in the right shoes.

Waiting in a fast car.

Waiting in the airports,

waiting for my air-miles.

Waiting in slow motion,

coming through the turnstiles...

Waiting with the orphans.

Waiting for the bee stings,

they tell me that success brings.

Waiting in the half-light.

Waiting through your whole life.

Waiting for an ideal, a low deal, a no deal.

Play your stereotype, oh yeah...

And if you ever find the time,

you know I'm not far behind.

And if you ever need someone,

I'll still be waiting...

Just waiting, for a friend.

Waiting...

I said it's alright!

It's alright, my friend...

Just waiting...

Devlins - Waiting Lyrics