Three Flights Up
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โฑ๏ธ 5:49 duration
๐ ID: 1485504
๐ Lyrics
On the first floor... On the first floor...
On the first floor there's a young girl reeling
Her body's numb and without feeling
As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling
Now she's falling, now she's kneeling
It's almost like she's bowed in prayer
A savior she's about to bear
She screams for help, but no one's there...
On the first floor...
On the first floor people walk the halls
But none can hear her desperate calls
There is no sound beyond the walls
So to the telephone she crawls
She telephones her only friend
The one on whom she can depend
But the phone rings on without an end
Then rings no more... On the first floor...
There's a party on the second floor
And through the picture window you can see them all
They're laughing and they're dancing
Admiring the Renoir that's hanging on the wall
But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled high
A silent, saddened lady thinks of what it's like to die
And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to face
She wonders how she'll ever find someone to take his place
Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone
Oh, why do you ring now, just when I want to be alone?
So she walks into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
But the telephone stops ringing just before she picks it up...
My family was very poor
So I worked hard to be secure
I married one I had to wed
And not the one I loved instead
When I was young my blood ran wild
But we stayed married for the child
Now three flights up, I'm all alone
My wife is dead, my child is grown
My daughter leads a wayward life
She's been a failure as a wife
And though she lives just one floor down
She never calls or comes around...
Step off the platform and onto the train
Look out your window and into the rain
Watch all the buildings that pass as you ride
And count all the stories that go on inside
And then ask yourself if it must be this way
Should walls and doors and plaster ceilings
Separate us from each others' feelings?
On the first floor there's a young girl reeling
Her body's numb and without feeling
As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling
Now she's falling, now she's kneeling
It's almost like she's bowed in prayer
A savior she's about to bear
She screams for help, but no one's there...
On the first floor...
On the first floor people walk the halls
But none can hear her desperate calls
There is no sound beyond the walls
So to the telephone she crawls
She telephones her only friend
The one on whom she can depend
But the phone rings on without an end
Then rings no more... On the first floor...
There's a party on the second floor
And through the picture window you can see them all
They're laughing and they're dancing
Admiring the Renoir that's hanging on the wall
But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled high
A silent, saddened lady thinks of what it's like to die
And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to face
She wonders how she'll ever find someone to take his place
Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone
Oh, why do you ring now, just when I want to be alone?
So she walks into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
But the telephone stops ringing just before she picks it up...
My family was very poor
So I worked hard to be secure
I married one I had to wed
And not the one I loved instead
When I was young my blood ran wild
But we stayed married for the child
Now three flights up, I'm all alone
My wife is dead, my child is grown
My daughter leads a wayward life
She's been a failure as a wife
And though she lives just one floor down
She never calls or comes around...
Step off the platform and onto the train
Look out your window and into the rain
Watch all the buildings that pass as you ride
And count all the stories that go on inside
And then ask yourself if it must be this way
Should walls and doors and plaster ceilings
Separate us from each others' feelings?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:07.08] On the first floor... On the first floor...
[00:15.17] On the first floor there's a young girl reeling
[00:17.29] Her body's numb and without feeling
[00:19.31] As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling
[00:21.30] Now she's falling, now she's kneeling
[00:28.32] It's almost like she's bowed in prayer
[00:30.39] A savior she's about to bear
[00:33.36] She screams for help, but no one's there...
[00:42.32] On the first floor...
[00:51.33] On the first floor people walk the halls
[00:53.45] But none can hear her desperate calls
[00:56.50] There is no sound beyond the walls
[00:57.41] So to the telephone she crawls
[01:01.54] She telephones her only friend
[01:03.80] The one on whom she can depend
[01:07.05] But the phone rings on without an end
[01:11.12] Then rings no more... On the first floor...
[01:52.27] There's a party on the second floor
[01:54.21] And through the picture window you can see them all
[02:01.33] They're laughing and they're dancing
[02:04.42] Admiring the Renoir that's hanging on the wall
[02:11.43] But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled high
[02:16.31] A silent, saddened lady thinks of what it's like to die
[02:22.44] And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to face
[02:29.58] She wonders how she'll ever find someone to take his place
[02:35.50] Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone
[02:41.68] Oh, why do you ring now, just when I want to be alone?
[02:46.68] So she walks into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
[02:54.65] But the telephone stops ringing just before she picks it up...
[03:25.74] My family was very poor
[03:35.79] So I worked hard to be secure
[03:40.84] I married one I had to wed
[03:44.91] And not the one I loved instead
[03:52.99] When I was young my blood ran wild
[03:58.95] But we stayed married for the child
[04:02.92] Now three flights up, I'm all alone
[04:08.02] My wife is dead, my child is grown
[04:18.14] My daughter leads a wayward life
[04:23.38] She's been a failure as a wife
[04:29.24] And though she lives just one floor down
[04:34.28] She never calls or comes around...
[04:55.34] Step off the platform and onto the train
[05:05.34] Look out your window and into the rain
[05:09.39] Watch all the buildings that pass as you ride
[05:13.49] And count all the stories that go on inside
[05:17.55] And then ask yourself if it must be this way
[05:22.84] Should walls and doors and plaster ceilings
[05:29.01] Separate us from each others' feelings?
[05:37.03]
[00:15.17] On the first floor there's a young girl reeling
[00:17.29] Her body's numb and without feeling
[00:19.31] As illusions dance on the midnight ceiling
[00:21.30] Now she's falling, now she's kneeling
[00:28.32] It's almost like she's bowed in prayer
[00:30.39] A savior she's about to bear
[00:33.36] She screams for help, but no one's there...
[00:42.32] On the first floor...
[00:51.33] On the first floor people walk the halls
[00:53.45] But none can hear her desperate calls
[00:56.50] There is no sound beyond the walls
[00:57.41] So to the telephone she crawls
[01:01.54] She telephones her only friend
[01:03.80] The one on whom she can depend
[01:07.05] But the phone rings on without an end
[01:11.12] Then rings no more... On the first floor...
[01:52.27] There's a party on the second floor
[01:54.21] And through the picture window you can see them all
[02:01.33] They're laughing and they're dancing
[02:04.42] Admiring the Renoir that's hanging on the wall
[02:11.43] But in the master bedroom where the coats are piled high
[02:16.31] A silent, saddened lady thinks of what it's like to die
[02:22.44] And as she dwells on all the years she still has left to face
[02:29.58] She wonders how she'll ever find someone to take his place
[02:35.50] Then suddenly she's jarred by the ringing of the phone
[02:41.68] Oh, why do you ring now, just when I want to be alone?
[02:46.68] So she walks into the bathroom and drinks some water from a cup
[02:54.65] But the telephone stops ringing just before she picks it up...
[03:25.74] My family was very poor
[03:35.79] So I worked hard to be secure
[03:40.84] I married one I had to wed
[03:44.91] And not the one I loved instead
[03:52.99] When I was young my blood ran wild
[03:58.95] But we stayed married for the child
[04:02.92] Now three flights up, I'm all alone
[04:08.02] My wife is dead, my child is grown
[04:18.14] My daughter leads a wayward life
[04:23.38] She's been a failure as a wife
[04:29.24] And though she lives just one floor down
[04:34.28] She never calls or comes around...
[04:55.34] Step off the platform and onto the train
[05:05.34] Look out your window and into the rain
[05:09.39] Watch all the buildings that pass as you ride
[05:13.49] And count all the stories that go on inside
[05:17.55] And then ask yourself if it must be this way
[05:22.84] Should walls and doors and plaster ceilings
[05:29.01] Separate us from each others' feelings?
[05:37.03]