More cars than streets
Painters are lying still
Sullen breaks in waves
Admiring lost art
Belonging to the night
Painters are dreaming of light
5 AM with the TV on
Voices come from the walls
Lonely faces break and smile
For a while
You're in denial
Why won't you wake up
Brushes fall
And stain the floor
Just once more
Hold my head
There will always be
More cars than streets
It's all rhetoric and glows with me
The lights in Elizabeth Street too
Losing all measure of pace
Should've been clutched by the grip
We're bleeding an absent pulse
Lonely faces break and smile
For a while
You're in denial
Why won't you wake up
Brushes fall
And stain the floor
Just once more
Hold my head
There will always be
More cars than streets