Hopper

In late night bars

The ghost of Hopper

Paints such melancholy colours

With sullen neon lights

In late night bars

The ghost of Hopper

Speaks in whispers

Only he can hear

Smiles like a lion

Sighs like a lamb

Dreams in muted symphonies

And while you're waiting for your change

In a diner in their rain

In late night bars

The whims of Hopper

Wonders where all the people go

When the light goes down

Answers all your questions

With a gesture

Don't care where he's going to

In a diner in their rain

While you're waiting for your change

I'm sat in a corner

I've merged with the wall

Become part of the painting

No point fighting it all

I'm quite relaxed

It's fine with me

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