Текст песни The Road - The Singers

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