You were born inside of a raindrop.
I watched you falling,
To your death.
And the sun,
Well she could not save you.
She'd fallen down too, now the streets are wet.
Body of water, toxic and timeless.
Atlantic Ocean, New York skyline.
I always get lost,
When I leave the village.
So I couldn't come meet you in Brooklyn last night.
But I sing glory from my lowest.
And I will say peace,
To the people I meet.
While the world waits for an explosion.
That instant of light that wipes the slate clean.
So don't be fooled
No don't get lied to.
Love was always cruel.
And don't act strange.
Don't be a stranger.
It happened to me now it's happening to you.
But if you take that train under water then we could talk it through.
Well if I could tame all of my desires.
Wait out the weather,
That howls in my brain.
Because it seems,
That it's always changing,
The wind's indecision, the sorrowful rain.
Yeah, I was a postcard.
I was a record.
I was a camera,
Until I went blind.
And now I am riding all over this island,
Looking for something to open my eyes.
But I still sing glory,
From a highrise.
And I will say thanks if you're pouring my drinks.
While the world waits for an explosion,
That moment in time when we'll be set free.
So don't stay mad.
Just let some time pass,
And in the morning you'll wake feeling new.
And if I dont come back,
I mean if I get sidetracked.
It's only cause I wanted to.
I'm keeping up with the moon on an all-night avenue.