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 like me

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

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