Paintbrushes

Wrapped around
Wrapped around yourself
You've led your party to victory
Now you don't want it
Gagged and bound
The voice there was before
Travelling salesman cries out loud

We walk there
We walk there in bare feet
Over smaller rocks than before, oh waterfalls
Cracked and dry
Cracked and dry and knowing
Only the ground can hear us stepping

Just slow down
You will be safe in here for now
Can't recall the last time you breathed out
Or slept without a sound

Yeah...
Yeah...

A single light to see
Enough to get what you need
Learn to make the most of the least
But there's something
Paint colour on the walls
Decorate your mood
Make it good