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letra de stairwell - nick lutsko

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[verse 1]
my mind may be slipping
my mind may be slipping
but my body stands tall
yes, my body stands tall
i promise, i was listening
okay, i wasn’t listening
but i can read the writing on the wall
i can read the writing on the wall

[chorus 1]
he crawls up the stairwell
he longs to be with her
each step growing taller than the others before
he crawls up the stairwell
she reaches her hand out
as time pulls him back to the floor

[verse 2]
my words keep escaping
i spend all my days chasing them down
but they never lead me where i want to go
until i call it quits, and then they take me home
the midwife has been pacing
this ground, it isn’t breaking
but i can feel the cracks beneath my feet
i can feel the cracks are breaking me

[chorus 2]
he crawls up the stairwell
he clings to the handrail
and steadies his focus on the bedlam below
he crawls up the stairwell
ears ringing of tall tails
that clamor, it’s better to just let go
(no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no)

there’s critters sleeping in my shed
creation swimming in my head
the cities marching in the streets for an awakening

i might light my night light

the hourgl-ss is overturned
the match is struck, the stairwell burns
i hear her calling from the catwalk as i make believe

i might outshine the twilight

sand overflows and i scream as the fire grows (rough)
sand overflows and i scream as the fire grows but i know

i might light my night light
i might outshine the twilight
i might light my night light
i might light my—

mind may be slipping

[verse 3]
my mind may be slipping
my mind may be slipping
but my body stands tall
yes, my body stands tall
i promise, i was listening
okay, i wasn’t listening
but i can read the writing on the wall
i can feel the rise before the fall

[chorus 1]
he crawls up the stairwell
he longs to be with her
each step growing taller than the others before
he crawls up the stairwell
she reaches her hand out
as time pulls him back to the floor

(my mind may be slipping…)

[chorus 2]
he crawls up the stairwell
he clings to the handrail
he steadies his focus on the bedlam below
he crawls up the stairwell
ears ringing of tall tails
that clamor, it’s better to just let go

[outro]
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- nick lutsko

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