Van Gogh's Radio

I am waiting
In this salt stained street
I am waiting for a girl
Clothed in woven sheets

Hear the shovels scratch
Touch the nightingale's robe
Morning's coming on fast
On Van Gogh's radio

There's a number for
Every chemical in your heart
But I don't hear it anymore
How we all will fall apart

Walls bend in Larium visions
Dancing to sleeping trees
Rain tears the windows glisten
Sound abound
The falling leaves

How we all look strange
In those lights against the wall
How we all look strange
In those lights against the wall

I am waiting
In this salt stained street
I am waiting for a girl
Clothed in woven sheets



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Morrell
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