Face

Lyrics

Weird, empty bed awaits

Big, as big as outer space

I make a painting of a painting

I'm sorry about what I said

Two wounds bruise

In the shape of you

I rage and recoil

I make a painting of a painting

And search our story's soil

I dig through black and blue

Red and green and gold

And I find love

But no foot hold

Is it weird to have friend after friend

Try to get your ear

As song after song is written

Just for you to hear