After A Party

There's a fog around the lamppost and the streets are wet

I see lights in the windows of people I haven't met

The sound of my own footsteps fills up my ears

I don't know how long I've been walking

But I'm on my way home from here

I go up to the roof, I go up to the sky

I'm up to the minute, I'm up too high

After a party, after a party

After a party, after a party

It's hard to be quiet when your building's asleep

It's hard not to trip with a cat winding around your feet

I'm asleep with wine tapping through my veins

And I have nobody but my own self to blame

To steady the ship I drop one foot into the ocean

Hold a pillow to my ear like a conch shell

And listen, listen, listen, listen

I go up to the roof, I go up into the sky

I'm up to the minute, I'm up too high

After a party, after a party

After a party, after a party