Wrong Floor (Variation)
Drift
You got off the elevator on the wrong floor and stood there long enough to notice their magazine stack and their single dead bolt. Late night observation from someone comfortable being somewhere they don't belong. Specific enough to feel like a memory you borrowed.
Lyrics
I pressed the button half asleep
The hallway looked the same until the carpet
Different color, different shoes outside the doors
Someone's takeout bag still sitting on the mat
Wrong floor
And for a second I didn't mind
Wrong floor
Another version of my life
The numbers on the doors are all the same but shifted
The light is slightly warmer on this level
I wonder who's behind 4-B
With their New Yorker stack and their single dead bolt
I could keep walking
To the stairwell at the end
But there's something about standing
Where you don't belong
That makes you honest
Wrong floor
And for a second
Variations
- Wrong Floor 2:10
- Wrong Floor (Variation) 1:49