[suno::GLOBAL_RULE=INSTRUCTION_TEXT_IS_NOT_LYRICS] [suno::GLOBAL_RULE=ONLY_TEXT_INSIDE_LYRICS_BLOCK_IS_VOCALIZED] [suno::GLOBAL_RULE=DO_NOT_SING_PARAMETER_LINES] [suno::GLOBAL_RULE=NEVER_VOCALIZE_SUNO_INSTRUCTIONS] [suno::Create an intimate slow live art-pop / post-punk performance (4:35–4:55), recorded in London.] [suno::Preserve real audience presence through silence: occasional cough, distant movement, room reflections and very low crowd noise. The audience remains unusually still and attentive.] [suno::Play noticeably slower than the studio version. The performance should feel private, as if hundreds of people are quietly listening through apartment walls.] [suno::Tina Wakeman is the main instrumental voice. Her warm melodic bass answers David’s vocal and carries independent lyrical phrases. Bass is forward and expressive but never flashy.] [suno::David Beans barely plays guitar. Use only rare clean Telecaster notes or quiet chord fragments. Long sections contain no guitar.] [suno::Jimmy Harrison uses warm electric piano as harmonic support and very sparse Farfisa tones.] [suno::Chris Frank plays soft dry drums with closed hi-hat, gentle kick and rare cross-stick. Almost no fills.] [suno::David: thin, slightly nasal British male voice. Quiet, intimate, detached and vulnerable. Mostly half-spoken. Never soulful, dramatic or theatrical.] [suno::Female backing vocal appears as distant whispered echoes.] [suno::Behind these walls / we’re all listening becomes the central live repetition. Gradually change its meaning from lonely observation to mutual surveillance and shared nervous awareness.] [suno::SECTION=INTRO] [suno::Audience silence and stage air remain audible. Electric piano begins. Tina enters with a long melodic bass phrase. David waits before singing.] [suno::SECTION=VERSE_1] [suno::David leaves long spaces. Tina answers nearly every vocal thought with bass melody.] [suno::SECTION=CHORUS] [suno::Open harmony gently. Do not increase volume significantly.] [suno::SECTION=VERSE_2] [suno::Guitar nearly disappears. Bass becomes even more vocal-like. Preserve audience stillness.] [suno::SECTION=LISTENING_BRIDGE] [suno::Reduce to bass, electric piano and voice. Repeat Behind these walls / we’re all listening with increasingly uneasy pauses.] [suno::SECTION=FINAL_CHORUS] [suno::Soft drums return. The apartment now feels connected to every other room.] [suno::SECTION=OUTRO] [suno::Remove drums and piano. Tina plays a final bass response under David’s repeated listening phrase. Hold complete silence for several seconds, then allow restrained London applause. No fade or restart.] #LYRICS_BLOCK_START [Verse 1] Apartment number nine Curtains always closed Someone plays An old radio Footsteps Through the ceiling Another story Never told The hallway Knows our names Better than We know ourselves I hear you You hear me We don’t speak [Pre-Chorus] Every window Shows a light Every stranger Owns the night Every wall Is very thin Something ends Something begins [Chorus] Apartment number nine Another borrowed sky Apartment number nine Watching people passing by Every room A different dream Nothing’s ever What it seems Apartment number nine Still awake tonight [Verse 2] Coffee cups On tiny tables City maps And cable wires Midnight echoes Through the walls Silent choirs Invisible fires Somebody laughs Somebody cries Someone stops And listens twice Was that you? Was that me? Never mind [Listening Bridge] Behind these walls We’re all listening Behind these walls We’re all listening For footsteps For voices For somebody Still awake Behind these walls We’re all listening Behind these walls We’re all listening You hear them They hear you I hear— Everything [Final Chorus] Apartment number nine Still awake Apartment number nine Every little mistake Every window Every light Keeps us Together tonight Apartment number nine Not alone Apartment number nine Everyone is home Behind these walls We’re all listening Behind these walls We’re all listening [Outro] Behind these walls We’re all listening Behind these walls We’re all listening Listening Listening Are you? I am. Goodnight. #LYRICS_BLOCK_END
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