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 the streets all 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， so don’t be 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 underwater
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 winds indecision， the sorrowful rain
i was a postcard， i was a record
i was a camera until i went blin