Lyric Painted Eyelids

I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids
the world is your oyster
and the trashbags are your kids
the ceiling is invisible
there s a bird sinkin through the sky
and every hour that passes
is teachin me how to cry
cuz it s lonely here
in the ugly part of town
the buildings are all vacant
and the telephones are down

there s a police siren singing
like a tiger with no skin
the sewer drain is glowing
and I don t know what state I m in
and the river is on fire
there s chemicals in the breeze
and all the roads are blocked off
cuz they re just too hard to see
so cancel my appointments
and set up a whole new show
cuz I m in need of a good hot meal
and a life to call my own

so get me a plate of money
and get me a blanket and a chair
the limitations are limitless
they re floating through the air
because it s real and it s true
the things I see in you
and there s nothing I wouldn t talk about
you re the clearest dream that ever drifted by