Sam Weldon - Painting Maps Lyrics

Everybodys gone home but me
Everybodys gone home but me
The corridors are empty
And my voice echoes down the hall

All the rooms are locked but one
All the rooms are locked but one
I'm going to paint a map
And paint my way out of here

Make a start, let's take what's gone before
Mix it up, paint a map, and then explore

Painting pictures in a room
Like Jackson Pollocks number five
An ancient drip
Still feels so alive

Painting pictures in a room
Not unlike Alex Katz
With flat matt space
So calm it is to roam

These are uncertain times
These are uncertain times
We're not the first or the last
To feel this way

Back in 1989
Way back in 1642
It's calm over chaos
It's always been that way

I am influenced by the news
I am influenced by cartoons

Sometime in 1885
Again in 1945
It's all mixed up
You just make the most of your time

Everybodys gone home but me
Everybodys gone home but me
The corridors are empty
And my voice echoes down the hall