Lyrics

The wind bends over the tree tops
I'm swaying left and right
But if I get down off this ladder
Then I don't sleep tonight

I've been up here for twelve years
Covering up old wood
Twelve years of this painting
And I ain't even that good

I use primer and I use putty
To cover my mistakes
I wish life was that easy
I wish I caught some breaks

They used to mix the colors
It used to be an art
Now anyone can do it
With a ladder and some tarps

I used to dream a dream
Of where I'd be today
That was back when thirty
Seemed so damn far away

I use primer and I use putty
To cover my mistakes
I wish it was that easy
I wish I caught some breaks

Where are my companions
Where's my loving wife
All I got is this hunger
And some desperate Friday nights