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...