Painted Eyelids - Beck

I wake up and look upon your painted eyelids

The world is your oyster

And the trash bags are your kids

The ceiling is invisible

There’s a bird sinking' through the sky

And every hour that passes

Is teaching 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 and debris

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