tints and smudges
can paint the prettiest pictures
on my window when it rains
you and me, shackled down by chemicals
pick a rain drop and watch them race
but through the fog
and the colors and refracted light,
through the race on the window pane I could see them
a million souls crashing into one another
a million souls crashing into themselves
a million souls crashing into one another
a million souls crashing into themselves
and they'll float higher than Mt. Washington
and they'll float higher than the Empire State Building
you and me, we're broken misfit toys
square pegs, round holes and broken gears
I've got a broken voice box
but that's okay, you've got no ears
so we'll just sit in silence and serenity and watch the skies unfold
what was once new now is old
tints and smudges
can paint the prettiest pictures
on my window when it rains