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...
