Island

(Music: "Le Silence" by Téléphone)

can't sleep at all tonight--it's ok
don't want that restless hush so anyway
find me a corner of some café
waitress talks so nice then walks away

and what's this I'm thinking
that love is dead and gone

last call, time to hit the street
picture people not to meet
swarming and hovering fills the air
hang me, I'm deaf and dumb, I don't care

and what's this I'm thinking
that love is dead and gone

the corner busts a song
who can say who done me wrong
dopplering madness from the cars
citylight washes out the stars

and what's this I'm thinking
that love is dead and gone

enter my blackstone, negotiate stairs
ten roaches limbo, lined in pairs
this sheetless mattress, naughty springs
the future's what the loudest and latest brings

and what's this I'm thinking
that love is dead and gone
guess I'll keep on drinking
the hours creep along

lonely living
lonely living
lonely living
lonely living
lonely living
lonely living