Parking Garage
Drift
Concrete and echo, footsteps that take their time. The kind of solitude you find at midnight in a structure built for cars, not people. Reliable late night atmosphere — nobody's watching, nobody's waiting.
Lyrics
Level three and the fluorescents are buzzing
Half of them gave up a long time ago
My footsteps sound like someone else's
Following me home
Concrete and quiet
And the midnight echo
Going somewhere slowly
Taking the long way down
My car's the last one on this level
The oil stain underneath it looks like weather
I left the window cracked this morning
And the whole garage crept in
Variations
- Parking Garage 1:19
- Parking Garage (Variation) 1:18