Between the cracks in the pavement and the holes in our lives Between selfish superstition and the open road Between nostalgic remembrance and neurotic delight There's nothing to protect us from the falling sky We call the shots, we know we're in it for life We trawl the streets for those who know it's not right We bite our tongues and let the anger subside We fight in packs and learn to stay on the ride Time will tell Between the headaches, the heartbreaks
And the social disgrace Between contrition, remission and the breaking gla** Between blood and bone, out of sight Stuck in some kind of hell Rea**ure me that everything is gonna be alright We're trapped and blinded by the city lights The lovers have all bedded down for the night The cops and crooks cruise the streets looking for a fight The song fades to an unheard peace Or stops dead like a gunshot And you say to yourself ‘This is truly what I'm not'