The Hum of Your Icebox

[Verse 1]
Hey, it’s me, I'm by the gate at Tower Grove Park.
Your whole street is so unnervingly quiet after dark.
Sorry, I know it's late, it's almost two on Wednesday morn.
I just… I had to walk, feel the pavement worn
Under my secondhand boots, it helps me think it through.

[Chorus]
And the floorboards in your kitchen didn't make a sound.
I keep waiting for the give, the settling of the ground.
But your foundation's perfect, it was built to never move.
(in 5/4 time) And I don't know what I'm trying so hard to prove.

[Verse 2]
The icebox in your kitchen has a low, electric hum.
My father keeps his Zastava where our old fridge was from.
You said, "Just grab a water, whatever you can find."
And for a second, I forgot the whole world I left behind,
Where the faucet has a tremor and the bill is overdue.

[Chorus]
And the floorboards in your kitchen didn't make a sound.
I keep waiting for the give, the settling of the ground.
But your foundation's perfect, it was built to never move.
(in 5/4 time) And I don't know what I'm trying so hard to prove.

[Bridge]
What if I tracked mud on your clean marble steps?
What if you heard the silence my own family accepts?
What if the draft from my window got into your perfect room?

[Outro]
Anyway. Just… call me when you wake up.
I'll be reading the grounds in my coffee cup.