I see spots; it's all the drops of rain before they land Life's a beach; I'm gla** and rock all battered into sand And all that rain it dies again each time it hits the street Did it jump or was it pushed? And did it aim for me? I could understand that more than what you do The times between the lines you seem To speak so unrehearsed Aren't long enough for my grey stuff To fathom what it's worth (worth to you) What's worse, we're humans shouting into space And all that kamikaze rain shouts back into my face And I can understand that more than what you want When I've been shot I sleep a lot And then I come back for more And like the rain, I die again Each time I hit the floor