Window Pressure

[Verse 1]
The house on Trowbridge had a broken shutter, summer of '14.
Blinking like an eye in the August heat, a terrible slow scene.
The sound of their fighting was a pressure system, a static on the line,
And the single drip from my window AC unit kept a nervous kind of time.

[Chorus]
And the pressure drops, the air goes thin,
This is the happiness I'm living in.
The storm front stalls, the noctilucent glow,
A quiet love they'll never know.

[Verse 2]
Saw the red and blue refraction through my blinds at 3:15.
Heard her yell, "This isn't even my life!" through the drywall in between.
Felt the bass from his truck shake the photograph I keep up on the shelf,
And I learned to measure my own atmosphere by what wasn't someone else.

[Chorus]
And the pressure drops, the air goes thin,
This is the happiness I'm living in.
The storm front stalls, the noctilucent glow,
A quiet love they'll never know.

[Bridge]
The streetlights threw a lens flare on my wall.
That smell of creosote after the squall.
A different frequency, a safer sound,
On my own unsteady ground.

[Chorus]
And the pressure drops, the air goes thin,
This is the happiness I'm living in.
The storm front stalls, the noctilucent glow,
A quiet love they'll never know.

[Outro]
New family lives there now. They fixed the paint.
The quiet is a kind of patron saint.