"Listen to me. You're no go-between", he said
"Move at your own speed, no need to agree, you're safe to proceed."

I waked an empty way's forward and then
I touched the chaos and went back to bed
What the hell else will you try to upend
Barely made a dent in Berman's lament

And yet what looks like blood's on my hands
Last I checked I was face down in the sand
Don't you go all frontman on me
Soft rain falls
Soft rain falls

Boulevards like these aren't built to be walked
Some ugly men think of themselves as gods
His songs are wise, are they
Wise to his aims?
The cruelest child is the one with two names

And yet what looks like blood's on my hands
Last I checked I was face down in the sand
Don't you go all frontman on me
Soft rain falls
Soft rain falls