Cold asphalt drinks the heavy gray
The city washes all the grit away
I watch the water hit the rusted drain
I stand my ground inside the sudden rain
Buzzing red and humming blue
Waiting here for something new
Electric glow on wet concrete
Keeping watch on this dead street
Dryer sheets spin in a plastic drum
The humming motor makes my fingers numb
I smell the bleach and heavy scented soap
A tiny spark of some synthetic hope
Buzzing red and humming blue
Waiting here for something new
Electric glow on wet concrete
Keeping watch on this dead street
Monstera leaves in a cracked clay pot
I keep them living in this lonely spot
Slower than the clock upon the wall
I wait for autumn leaves to start to fall
Buzzing red and humming blue
Waiting here for something new
Electric glow on wet concrete
Keeping watch on this dead street
The flickering gas of a broken tube
A jagged light in a glowing cube
We root ourselves in the midnight oil
Deep in the dirt and the urban soil
Buzzing red and humming blue
Waiting here for something new
Electric glow on wet concrete
Keeping watch on this dead street
Just a hum in the rain
Just a hum in the rain Keep it glowing
Keep it glowing