Weakerthans, The - Wellington´s Wednesdays lyrics

The night´s a spill
A permanent stain
The city soaks in silence
Salt & dirty snow.
A blue glow from the tv again
The cutains never open
Faces never show
And every time a light is turned on
Theres a light that is turned off somewhere
For every failing feeling that is lost
Theres a perfest cost
Theres a debt you can not share.

Clocks stopped at the corner
Of Albert will show
Your last bus left an hour ago
So stumble down the stairs again
Pretend you are not to proud
To understand & still know when
Your voice cuts through the crowd
That lonely people talk too loud

The night´s a spill
A permanent stain
The city soaks in silence
Salt & dirty snow
A blue glow from the tv again
The cutains never open
Faces never show
And every night they play the same song
To the same offbeat believers
And everyone is singing along
Wearing blueblack eyes
Wearing dead men´s neck-ties

Clocks stopped at the corner
Of Albert will show
Your last bus left an hour ago
So stumble down the stairs again
Pretend you are not
To proud to understand
And still know when
Your voice cuts through the crowd
That lonely people talk too loud
Numbers on a washroom stall
Theres always more then one last call calling you.

We have got blue eyes, we have got green eyes, we have got gray eyes.
We have got blue eyes, we have got green eyes, we have got gray eyes.
We have got blue eyes, we have got green eyes, we have got gray eyes.
We have got blue eyes, we have got green eyes, they´ve got gray eyes.

Weakerthans, The Ringtones