Waking Rothko

Waking Rothko - Elevator songtekst

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Depress the button on your shirt

It's freshly pressed

Your hands against your chest

And let it rise up

It'll elevate you till you're twenty stories high

I hate you

For leaving me here in this room

This tiny tomb and I wait

Insistently stating my intentions

To this cold cold pasta that keeps me warm

When you are gone because


Everything changed

I don't know about you my dear

It's not the same

And you know you don't cheer

When I sing anymore

You just head for the door to pursue

What you're told you have to

And I just don't know anymore


I remember I first met you

You got off and you blew me away

I tried to move to be close in your wake

But your floor came up quick

And I lost you to the office fray

And for these forty-five consecutive rides

We've danced in the box as I strategized

How I might try to meet you and sweep you

From this crowded box and into my life but then


Why don't you

Tell me where to go

Like you did in this room

Ten minutes ago

And see how I say

I've been thinking for days

That our time is up

And it's all erupted cause
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