I have staggered streets of pain
grace avoiding every lane
just these echoes in my brain
telling me I’m dust and rain . . .
but now I’m on my feet
I don’t wanna ever walk that way . . .
keep the beat ‘til death takes hold
blueprints came on rocky roads
for my map that supersedes
what the world calls destiny . . .
and now I’m on the brink
I ain’t gonna throw it all away . . .