[Verse 1] At the corner of the laundromat One machine is still awake I sit underneath the white light Watching colors turn and change Someone left a magazine there Folded open on a chair Every picture keeps on smiling Like they never waited here Both my hands hold empty quarters Turning circles in my palm There are shirts that still remember Shapes that aren't here anymore [Pre-Chorus] One more round And somehow tonight The minutes don't move on [Chorus] One more round And somehow the night gets longer The cleaner everything gets The less it feels like mine I watch the colors disappear Wait until the spinning stops Like somebody washing nothing I'm sitting here again Watching one more round [Verse 2] Around two in the morning The dryer shook the floor Rain kept tapping on the window Like somebody at the door One red sleeve crossed a white one Then disappeared from view For a second they looked tangled Then the drum pulled them apart So I didn't watch too closely Only till the cycle slowed I didn't want to know what stains Would never really go [Pre-Chorus] Getting clean Doesn't always mean Starting new [Chorus] One more round And somehow the night gets longer The cleaner everything gets The less it feels like mine I watch the colors disappear Wait until the spinning stops Like somebody washing nothing I'm sitting here again Watching one more round [Bridge] If someday from the dryer door Something comes out new I won't decide What it means to me Some things only disappear When you stop looking for the stain [Final Chorus] One more round And another night goes by The hum that never disappears Almost feels like home Then once in a while The drum begins to slow And every time, I lean ahead And watch the colors fall Without touching them [Outro] When morning comes The lights look pale And only then I'll fold what's left On the plastic chair Nothing will remain
