you were born inside of a raindrop
i watched you falling
to your death
And the sun
well it could not save you
from falling down to, 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 couldnt 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 dont be fooled
so dont be lied to
love was always cruel
and dont act strange
dont 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, a sorrowful breeze
i was a postcard
i was a record
i was a camera
until i went blind
now im riding all over this island
looking for something to open my eyes
but we 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 are set free
well dont 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
its only cause i wanted to
keeping up with the moon on an all-night avenue