Painted Saints

On the driveway the tail lights are fading And I'm out of borrowed time I can hear that lonesome music playing On the other side of that haunted medicine line Outside the world is dreaming And I'm on a saline line I've been seeing small print on the ceiling Stealing these last minutes by your side I'll be waiting for you darling on that county border line You'll be cursing at my picture until you finally arrive Darling the party is ending We're waiting for the ambulance to arrive I know lately you have stopped pretending That anything but elements survive I'll be waiting for you darling in the stars at night I'll be pouring through the painted saints in the early morning light