[Verse 1 - close rhythmic lead] Dreamt I was climbing a brick wall, Looked down once, couldn't make that fall. Walked along a fence for a way through, Security waiting like they already knew. Nice leather couches lined up by the street, Whole living rooms with no room left to be. Not a yard sale. Nobody making offers. Just a family's weight on some very clean cushions. Friend got a peppermint patty in his hand, I say, "That'll feed somebody for a day, man." Funny what a sleeping mind calls enough; Little bit of sweetness when the world goes shut. [Hook - soft melody] Furniture on the sidewalk, Who was sitting here before? Which side of the wall am I on When I wake up in my room? Rain on somebody's good couch, Rain on somebody's name. I got a place to go tonight. That shouldn't feel like winning a game. [Verse 2] Think she was there, didn't see her face right; People from the past keep the keys to the night. Nobody asks for a ticket in a dream, Everybody shows up with the person they used to be. I remember climbing everything as a kid, Now my knees make a speech at the top of the fence. For a little while the pressure wasn't there, Two whole moments of ordinary air. I woke before jumping, feet still in the bed, Roof right above me, rent running in my head. Looked at the chair where I leave my clean shirt; Thought about a room being pulled out of the world. [Hook] Furniture on the sidewalk, Who was sitting here before? Which side of the wall am I on When I wake up in my room? Rain on somebody's good couch, Rain on somebody's name. I got a place to go tonight. That shouldn't feel like winning a game. [Bridge - nearly still] Don't need a lesson from a broken door. Don't need to call it fate. Put the kettle on. Somebody's waiting in the rain. [Outro - gentle rhythmic lead] Morning comes plain. Nothing moved. Put both feet down. Still got a room. [End]
