The Road

As I walk on the edge of the street Orphan, dark and wasted As you see God is not walking here Nothing to do but waiting Motionless, upright I think Degrading, crumbling, fading Motionless, upright I think Nothing to do but waiting Throw your sharp rays And rip these black clouds Black as hypocrisy And my hand is up and waiting For the sun Throw your sharp rays And rip these black clouds Black as hypocrisy And my hand is up and beggin' For the sun As I walk on the edge of the street Hungry comes a faceless As you see God is not walking here It's my life you've been chasing Motionless, upright I think Degrading, crumbling, fading Motionless, upright I think Nothing to do but waiting Throw your sharp rays And rip these black clouds Black as hypocrisy And my hand is up and waiting For the sun Throw your sharp rays And rip these black clouds Black as hypocrisy And my hand is up and beggin' For the sun Throw your sharp rays And rip these black clouds Black as hypocrisy And my hand is up and beggin' For the sun