Dozen Stairs
Twice in Sacramento, then Detroit
I could feel the grip on the tile
I could see the silk in the aisles
So expensive, out of style
A dozen, a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
The you I know, the you I don't
I could see the dip in the fields
I was sick before they turned the wheels
On step out of heel but
A dozen, a dozen, a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
O don't look back at me anymore
I'm not there, I'm not there
I'm just living
The girl across me, poking eyes
Into masks, passing time,
Passengers, they never lie
Half dead, half alive though
A dozen, a dozen, a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
Followed by a dozen stairs
O don't look back at me, anymore though
I'm not there, I'm not there
I'm just living
Autor(es): Andrew Siegel