[Intro — clean solo piano, slow steady pulse] [Verse 1 — spoken-sung, calm male vocal] Pull the tape across the floor Call it out: it's ten foot four Plans say ten foot six — alright Mark it red and get it right Ten foot four is ten foot four Revise the sheet and measure more [Verse 2 — two voices alternating, steady] Door swings left where it's drawn to swing right Window's smaller, lets in less light Beam runs low where the ceiling dips Landing starts three inches wide Mark it where it stands — revise Draw it like it is [Chorus — fuller but not loud, restrained swell] Don't show me what we meant to build Show me where everything is now Every wall where it actually stands Every load where it actually lands Line by line In red In red The record set [Verse 3 — quieter, deliberate] Hairline crack — recorded Soft spot — noted Splice — located, marked, and dated Every patch, every shim, every workaround Nothing fixed Just found Just found [Bridge — near stillness, flat procedural spoken delivery] These aren't drawn for us As-builts never are They're drawn for whoever Opens this After So they'll know where everything is So they won't trust the plans So they know Before they cut So they don't Cut the line [Final Chorus — barely raised, second voice and low sustained texture join, no triumph] Don't show me what we meant to build Show me where everything is now Every wall where it actually stands Every load where it actually lands It carried what it was given It stands the way it can Line by line In red The record Set [Outro — piano alone, slowing, one spoken voice, unhurried] No proposed condition No revision clouds No further changes Pending Existing condition. [room tone, gentle ending]
