- Publicerad 2010-10-06 23:01:42 i the road is stained, but any day nowthe quiet rain will clean our pathand leave your name in solvable mathbut patience never was my tradeand the broken back of honesty is thoroughly clichédwhen doubt has built a nest inside your headall the restlessness that sleeps between us will break the bedbut make no mistake, it's hard to think that common sensewon't pick a fight with consequencewhen fall soon breaks, know that i won't be around no morewhen you find what you're not looking for in me