Waking Rothko
Waking Rothko - Elevator songtekst
Je score:
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