It's tough before the aftermath
waiting for the sky to rain
i'm almost through this thorny patch
that i will not go through again...
that i will not go through again...
that i will not go through again
Standing on a broken path
waiting for the sky to rain
I am bound for where you live
for i am bound to who you are
my navigation's primitive
to move at all i need the stars...
Standing on a broken path
waiting for the sky to rain
The blood demands a thicker skin
a thicker skin turned to the fray
it's briar, bramble, needle, pin
when it's a struggle everyday...
Standing on a broken path
waiting for the sky to rain
If i were rich no one would know
if i were poor no one would see
no need to cultivate mystique
when every soul's a mystery...
Standing on a broken path
waiting for the sky to rain
City streets are wilderness
where paranoia's common sense
as common as the common kiss
it's a form of latent violence...
it's a form of latent violence...
it's a form of latent violence
Standing on a broken path...