I was walking up a road, broken by hurricanes Now dry and dust filled, it's been days since we've seen any rain but I don't say it at all, I don't say it at all and we just watch the days pass slowly. And it's 3 am in the place where you were born. I was talking to myself, in streets full of debris and need saw your signposts on the ground, pointing at anything but I don't say it at all, I don't say it at all we just watch the days pass slowly. And it's 3 am in the place where you were born.