Hopper

In late night bars The ghost of Hopper Paints such melancholy colours With sullen neon lights In late night bars The ghost of Hopper Speaks in whispers Only he can hear Smiles like a lion Sighs like a lamb Dreams in muted symphonies And while you're waiting for your change In a diner in their rain In late night bars The whims of Hopper Wonders where all the people go When the light goes down Answers all your questions With a gesture Don't care where he's going to In a diner in their rain While you're waiting for your change I'm sat in a corner I've merged with the wall Become part of the painting No point fighting it all I'm quite relaxed It's fine with me