Tekst
Verse
Heavy door swings on a rusty hinge
Dust in the light, a golden fringe
Concrete steps and the peeling paint
Smell of the hallway, sweet and faint
Old floor wax and the winter chill
Time in this stairwell standing still
Chorus
Oh, that scent in the hall
Echoes bouncing off the wall
Ghost of the life I used to know
Deep in the building, down below
Yeah, that scent in the hall
Verse
Faint trace of cooking from number four
Footsteps tapping on the landing floor
Dampness rising from the basement grate
Shadows shifting by the heavy gate
Stale cigarette and the morning rain
Waking up the memory, feeling the strain
Chorus
Oh, that scent in the hall
Echoes bouncing off the wall
Ghost of the life I used to know
Deep in the building, down below
Yeah, that scent in the hall
Bridge
Every riser, every turn
Lessons that I had to learn
The rhythm of the climb, the heavy air
I can almost see us standing there
Chorus
Oh, that scent in the hall
Echoes bouncing off the wall
Ghost of the life I used to know
Deep in the building, down below
Yeah, that scent in the hall
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