Where the Pipes Knock

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[Intro] Basement air, one bulb, one chair Dust on the window, nobody there [Verse 1] I keep the spare key taped beneath the stair Receipt in my pocket from a place that closed last year Boots by the doorway, rain inside the sole A city full of locked rooms, I learned to pick the cold No sign on the building, no name on the bell Friends talk in circles, I can tell when they can tell I write with a blunt pencil, press hard through the page Turn a thin little hallway into a private stage [Chorus] Down where the pipes knock, I know my name No borrowed shine, no rented fame If the door stays shut, I build below Brick by brick, let the hidden current flow [Verse 2] The train shakes dust from the ceiling at noon A cracked red bucket catches water from the roof Someone left a radio humming in the hall Every broken thing here still remembers it was whole I measure out the silence, leave a mark beside the frame Make a map from every exit, never circle back the same When the surface starts to tremble, I don’t ask who lit the fuse I take the long way underneath and give the dark some news [Chorus] Down where the pipes knock, I know my name No borrowed shine, no rented fame If the door stays shut, I build below Brick by brick, let the hidden current flow [Bridge] Don’t need a witness Don’t need a crown The roots hold tighter When the walls press down [Final Chorus] Down where the pipes knock, I know my name No borrowed shine, no rented fame If the door stays shut, I build below Brick by brick, let the hidden current flow [Outro] One bulb, one chair Still breathing down there