I was walking up a road,
broken by hurricanes
Now dry and dust filled,
it's been days since we've seen any rain
but I don't say it at all, I don't say it at all
and we just watch the days pass slowly.
And it's 3 am in the place where you were born.
I was talking to myself,
in streets full of debris and need
saw your signposts on the ground,
pointing at anything
but I don't say it at all, I don't say it at all
we just watch the days pass slowly.
And it's 3 am in the place where you were born.