Boiler Room Ledger

Boiler Room Ledger se tient entre le silence et la pression.
Au sous-sol, chaque tache, chaque pas et chaque tuyau rouillé semble tenir un registre. Les noms disparaissent, les dettes restent, les portes demeurent entrouvertes. Le bâtiment se souvient de plus de choses que ses occupants.
Inutile de répéter. Les lieux savent déjà.

Paroles originales

Boiler room ledger
Boiler room ledger
Scratch that twice
Boiler room ledger

Pipe sweat on the wall, names hide in the chalk
Landlord smile thin, super don't talk
Cash in a tea tin, taped under flour
Third step squeak loud, count that hour
Coal dust cuff on a second-hand fleece
Steam hit the mirror, wrote down a piece
Radiator hiss when I mention a debt
You can hear who's late by the weight of they step
(deadpan) Two knocks, one pause, chain stay on
Hall light blink once, then the face gone
Short bar, cold air, bulb swing slow
I don't raise my voice, rooms already know

Boiler room ledger
Boiler room ledger
Scratch that once
Boiler room pressure

Copper taste linger from the old pipe seam
Boot print by the furnace, fresh as a dream
Envelope bent back, grease on the flap
Date in blue ink, thumb mark black
Brass stab cut in when I open the book
Half the page numbers, half the page crooks
No speeches here, just soot on the nail
You can tell who folded by the bend in the mail
Dry snare crack, like a lock gave way
Basement got a code in the drip all day
I don't point fingers, I point to the stain
Whole block read truth through the rust and rain

Boiler room ledger
Boiler room ledger
Scratch it hard
Boiler room measure

Meter still spin, even when lights low

Names stay warm where the furnace don't go