Painted Glass

Come and open up the windows
Yeah I'm bringing in the heat
You know I wanna hear the planes flying over
You know I wanna hear the street
Seems like we've been here the long year
We've been here with bated breath
You've been looking for angle
And I've been waiting for a death

Oh, there's only a few of us left
There's only a few of us left
Love oh, there's only a few of us left
But I remember

We were walking through the old town
Coming in over the pass
You were checking your reflection
There in the shopfront smearing glass
I saw the glory of a new love
Oh this pain this restlessness
Some days I feel better
Some days I feel blessed

Oh, there's only a few of us left
You know there's only a few of us left
Love oh, there's only a few of us left
But we got home