Rainstroked Confessions'

The rain-slicked asphalt glows too bright

Headlights smear across the night

Watching the taillights drift away

Bleeding into shades of grey

Another cab splashes through the street

Cold mist rising beneath my feet (ahhhh)

And it all washes down

In this after-hours town

Yeah we dissolve in the stream

Like a half-forgotten dream

Lost in the stream (mmmmm)