I get rumblings of the nighttime
See the shadows 'round the kitchens
And lighting up the windows
Telephones and televisions
Leftlovers of the day
When the town's making a racket
See the names in number plates
Hiding in the trafic
And then the sky goes blue to gray
It's like a window rolling down
And I'm waiting in the driveway
Wondering when to get out
Leftlovers of the day
In the talkback in the static
Of all the voices down the line
Somewhere in the racket
See your name in number plates
Hiding in the traffic