Lirik Lagu Fourth Floor - The Waifs
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On the fourth floor of the buildingWith the shallow window boxShe's digging in the soil with a silver spoonHer hands inside rubber gloves
Planting seeds, pulling up weedsThe cycle of life is completeWho would have thought it, in a city of stoneFour floors above the street
I cannot tell what kind of flowers they areI'm too far below on the streetBut the color they add to the building so drabBrings a warm splash of welcome relief
Yeah, it's something worthwhileFor the sun to shine onA reason to radiate heatWell that small window box,It was a skipping my feetFour floors below on the street
For every good seed she plants in the soilThere's a dozen bad waiting to growTo strangle the goodness she's trying to nurtureTo kill all the seed that she's sown
Every time you water the gardenYou also water the weedsA foul administration of sin and temptationFour floors above the street
Some people don't understand why she does itSome people look for a reasonMaybe she just likes the feel of the soilOr keeping in tune with the seasons
Maybe she has so much pride in herselfGot to keep it all visually pleasingA small paradise in a world of concreteFour floors above the street
A small paradise in a world of concreteA small paradise in a world of concreteA small paradise in a world of concreteFour floors above the street
Planting seeds, pulling up weedsThe cycle of life is completeWho would have thought it, in a city of stoneFour floors above the street
I cannot tell what kind of flowers they areI'm too far below on the streetBut the color they add to the building so drabBrings a warm splash of welcome relief
Yeah, it's something worthwhileFor the sun to shine onA reason to radiate heatWell that small window box,It was a skipping my feetFour floors below on the street
For every good seed she plants in the soilThere's a dozen bad waiting to growTo strangle the goodness she's trying to nurtureTo kill all the seed that she's sown
Every time you water the gardenYou also water the weedsA foul administration of sin and temptationFour floors above the street
Some people don't understand why she does itSome people look for a reasonMaybe she just likes the feel of the soilOr keeping in tune with the seasons
Maybe she has so much pride in herselfGot to keep it all visually pleasingA small paradise in a world of concreteFour floors above the street
A small paradise in a world of concreteA small paradise in a world of concreteA small paradise in a world of concreteFour floors above the street
