"The Color Of Night" lyrics

I was lyin' on the shop floor
In a pile of broken parts
Thought I heard drums in the distance
But it was only my heart
In that hollow place
Where the dominoes fall
And it's all you can do
To just make any sense of it all

I don't know if I can maintain
With my Hollywood girl
All the sidemen work day jobs
Back in my little world
So she's way too expensive
For a drifter like me
Still, I hope it works out somehow
We'll just have to see

The color of night
It's a sixty-watt bulb
On a cinder block wall
You can't find a light
The matchbooks are spent
And there's no one awake to call

Your candid admission
Barely thickens the plot
Seems you miss what you're missin'
More than you want what you've got
And I guess this beats boredom
But it hurts just the same
Now I don't know if I got time left
To get any good at the game

The color of night
It's a few drops of blood
In the parking lot dirt
I catch a hard right
I roll with the impact
No matter how bad it hurts

And I must confess
I'd have never known the truth
Sometimes we send a message
And hope it don't get through
And all my doubts
I can fight 'em down, and then
Crawl back out
Just to see my shadow again

This fortress shall not fall
As I stand on the mount
I'll be up for the action
Till I'm down for the count
And if the Lord be my shepherd
Then the Devil's my friend
I've gotta feelin' I'll be needin' 'em both
'Fore the soap opera ends

The color of night
It's a sixty-watt bulb
On a cinder block wall
You can't find a light
The matchbooks are empty
There's no one to break the fall
No one out there at all