Blackboard Sky

Their frying fish in

ChinatownAnd the wind smells of rain

My head is ticking like a bomb

On a subway train

Now I cut to the on high

And I get opened up like venetian blinds

When I draw your face on blackboard sky

Yeah I draw your face on blackboard sky

The worst is over humm a hymn

To her burning my faith

For such a villian

I am criminally underpaid

Now my rope is tied

The gas is on

The chair is begging to be climbed

When I draw your face on blackboard sky

Yeah I draw your face on blackboard sky

And if I look in your eye

And see you yes

And if I see you say yes

We'll be happy once again

Fresh out of hell on a morning so cold and alone

Nobody there to say welcome home

So I roll like the leaves

I blow like the sand

And I tumble like a paper cup

Thats caught in the wind

Now I see all sides

Sense is not issue

I've got the eyes of the blind

When I draw your face on blackboard sky

Yeah I draw your face on blackboard sky