you were born inside of a raindrop
and i watched you falling to your death
and the sun well she could not save you
she had fallen down too
now the streets are wet
a 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 a low-rise
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 happeend to me, now it's happening to you
but if you take that train underwater
then we could talk it through

well if i could take all of my desires
wait out the weather that howls in my brain
because it seems that it's always changing
the winds 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 eye

but i still sing glory from a high rise
and i will say thanks if you're pouring my drinks
while the world waits for an explosion
that moment in time we will be set free

so don't stay mad just let some time pass
and im the morning you'll wake feeling new
and if i don't come back, i mean if i get sidetracked
it's only because i wanted to
i'm keeping up with the moon on an all-night avenue