After a Party

There's a fog around the lamppost
And the streets are wet
I see lights in the windows
Of people I haven't met
The sound of my own footsteps
Fills up my ears
I don't know how long I've been walking
But I know my way home from here

I go up to the roof, I go up to the sky
I'm up to the minute, I'm up too high
After a party, after a party
After a party, after a party

It's hard to be quiet
When your building's asleep
It's hard not to trip with a cat
Winding around your feet
I must sleep with wine
Tapping through my veins
And I have nobody
But my own self to blame

To study the ship
I drop a foot into the ocean
Hot pillow to my ear
Grab a conch shell and listen
Listen, listen, listen

I go up to the roof, I go up to the sky
I'm up to the minute, I'm up too high
After a party, after a party
After a party, after a party