Verse 1 Sittin’ on the riverbank, Pop and me, no need to speak, Not a single word was said, Eyes locked on that float so weak. Feelin’ fish down in the shade, Swimmin’ slow beneath the sky, Willin’ one to take the bait, “C’mon mate,” we breathe it quiet. Verse 2 Bop went the red-and-white, Dipped in that muddy brown, “Pop, did you see that?” I said, “We got one!” I shouted out loud. Without a word my Pop stood tall, Just wound that line in time, Silver flash broke through the brown, That bait had fooled our mate just fine. Refrain He didn’t say much, never had to, Lessons came quiet and slow. In the stillness by the riverbank, He taught me more than I could know. No rush, no need for answers, Just time, just trust, just fate, Some things you learn in silence-- Waitin’ on a bite, or a break. Verse Hours slipped like water by, Baitin’ hooks, untanglin’ lines, My young eyes were treasures to Pop, His quiet ways my guiding signs. Didn’t know how much he leaned on me, Seein’ in the dark, he’d cope, I watched that river, every move, Learned the calm that lived in hope. Verse 3 Then my eyes broke from the waterline, Caught a shadow driftin’ past, Heart jumped at the eerie sight, Wings cut clean across the dusk. Turns out it was an old brown owl, Came down soft as breath, Landed calm upon my Pop, Like it knew him best. I squealed and jumped, couldn’t help myself, He said, “Stay quiet, don’t frighten him,” I bolted up, left Pop sittin’ there, Still on the riverbank bend. Refrain He didn’t say much, never had to, Lessons came quiet and slow. In the stillness by the riverbank, He taught me more than I could know. No rush, no need for answers, Just time, just trust, just fate, Some things you learn in silence-- Waitin’ on a bite, or a break. Verse 4 Now I’m sittin’ on that riverbank, Grey in hair, but rich in peace, Pop’s quiet ways still guide me, Taught me patience will never cease. All is well if you move with the world, Breathe with the river, feel the sky, Every cast still feels like him, Right here beside this heart of mine. Refrain He didn’t say much, never blamed me, Just smiled like he understood, Some moments ain’t meant to be held tight, They pass like the river would. No rush, no raised voices, Just patience, time, and grace, Some memories hook you deeper-- Waitin’ on a bite, or a break. [music outro] Waitin'n on a bite mmmm oooh mmmmm
