Trial Of Tears (Live From The Boston Opera House)

Under the sun, there is nothing to hide Under the moon, the stranger waits inside People disappear The music fades away Splashing through the rain I'll dream with them one day It's raining, raining On the streets of New York city It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven I may have wasted all those years They're not worth their time in tears I may have spent too long in darkness In the warmth of my fears Take a look at yourself Not at anyone else And tell me what you see I know the air is cold I know the streets are cruel But I'll enjoy the ride today It's raining, raining On the streets of New York city It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven I may have wasted all those years They're not worth their time in tears I may have spent too long in darkness In the warmth of my fears As I walk through all my myths Rising and sinking like the waves With my thoughts wrapped around me Through a trial of tears Hidden by disguise, stumbling in a world Feeling uninspired, he gets into his car Not within his eyes to see, open up, open up Not much better than the man you hate Still awake I continue to move along Cultivating my own nonsense Welcome to the wasteland Where you'll find ashes, nothing but ashes Still awake Bringing change, bringing movement Bringing life A silent prayer thrown away Disappearing in the air Rising, sinking, raining deep inside me Nowhere to turn I look for a way back home It's raining, raining, raining deep in heaven