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...