In the waning day there's so much still we've yet to say
The sun descends come what may
Our loneliness is here to stay
And I still see you walk away
In the waning day
In the waining day the rabbits run across the woad
Prairie dogs relax reciting poetry
Wondering when the rain will be done
Weary from holding umbrellas
In the raining day
In the waning day, where nothing lasts for ever
We'll join as one, hand in hand with love
In the waning day we throw away constraints of given names
And wear the crown of Wayne-ness on our manes
Be Bruce or Li'l or John at First
Or ending it with Newton or Gretzky
In the Wayne-ing day
In the waning day, where nothing lasts for ever
We'll join as one, hand in hand with love
We can never wax again cuz we are waning
And I will never be dry again cuz it's waining
Even though my name is George, I'm still Wayne-ing
Waning
In the waning day there's so much still we've yet to say
The rabbits run across the woad
A crown of Wayne-ness on our manes
When three men stand together
Singing 'bout their waning ways
It's a Waning Day
It's a Waning Day
It's a Waning Day
It's a Waning Day