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The 4th Floor

by Arthur James

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Falling asleep under a ceiling she talks to every evening, she won't Reveal the tiny secret she knows is why she'll always be alone And when she wakes up in the morning, she swears she hears the sun say, "I know". And the trials and tribulations of getting up out of bed are the first In a score that she will fight before she gets to check the front door And it won't break her now, but she's trying not to whisper his name She says, "I tried my very best to make it easy on you, love, but I failed." She loses the plot, the air is waiting at the top of her throat. And she remembers he's not there, pulls her hands apart and begins to pray "I remember how you looked the last time that we kissed goodbye. Now a moment can't get by me without your eyes looking up at me." "I swear I'm sorry, honey, but I know that I was born to leave."
2.
We got up in time to place it That she don't answer none to me We got tired of making wishes And I got up in time to leave Autumn came to bless suspicions We weren't raking leaves no more Stretching days out by the collar Tripping on the way to the door And only once did I set sail on the breeze let in below my locked front door Riding on that southern gale, I watched her leave pretending it was nothing more. A mother's daughter, clean and faceless Reaching for imagined hands At sea, I tread the stars lightly And drink the salt holding up me In the morning, I was free From ever seeing you again Hanging by two strings, facing The places I have been tracing Around your head
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Wake up and spend the morning tying your life in a knot Look in the mirror and tell the time to shut up So you can think straight and draw that line From the clock to your chin with a razor in your spine In your hands Tell your wife to take her shoes off and go inside Tell your kids to think of every time that you were good Take the calls you know you should, but the leave the rest now In the rain, so they can watch you bury your shoes like a man Step out into the light, let me see you; ready or not Hold me up and tell me the sun won't set and I won't care if it's a lie, I just need something to tell To the time and to your chin with a razor and your spine With your hands Tell your wife to take her shoes off and go inside Tell your kids to think of every time that you were good Take the calls you know you should, but the leave the rest now In the rain, so they can watch you bury your shoes like a man
4.
you were that stranger's voice at 4am making sounds i could not hear i should still be dreaming now instead i'm in my sister's ear with the, "Oh, my god" throughout the house the, "Oh, my dear.." from my mother's mouth you were Johnny's voice on the radio Love is a burning thing i should be singing with you now about that Fiery Ring but the down, down, down of the morning rain and the burn, burn, burn of my everything and we drove light speed, at least in memory all i could hear was your voice still telling me to breathe for what i might see while daddy wiped away the salt from my eyes you were Johnny's voice on the radio Love is a burning thing i should be singing with you now about that Fiery Ring but the down, down, down of the morning rain and the burn, burn, burn of my everything

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This album was written using stories from other people's lives.
The purpose of this work is to bring attention to the duty and responsibility of the listener.
Where these songs came from, what they mean to the people whose lives they belong to and the influence of that, regarding what they might mean to You, is the focus.

Thank you for listening.

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released January 16, 2015

All Songs Written by Arthur James, copyright MahalMusic
Tracked and Mixed by Norm Bowler
Mastered by Sean Downes at All On Black Recording, Minot, ND
Artwork by Nathan Sander

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