Lyrics
A light hum holds the air in place (steady… steady…) No wind, no echo, just presence (don’t rush it…) I was following the numbers They behaved the way they should Every door agreed with me Every label felt understood (this made sense…) The counter blinked, then stayed Not broken, just unmoving The space kept offering steps Even when the count refused them (keep going…) Up feels earned Down feels corrective Both feel identical (that’s strange…) I keep climbing I keep descending Nothing confirms the change (no difference…) The staircase accepts all direction But remembers none of it (none of it…) The steps repeat without flaw Same height, same surface, same dust My breath becomes the only measure That still believes in progress (count it… count it…) I stopped marking the landings When I noticed they weren’t real Just pauses pretending to matter (don’t stop…) If there was an exit It wouldn’t announce itself (it never does…) If there was an end It wouldn’t reward arrival (be careful…) I tried standing still The staircase continued anyway (listen…) One step Another step No higher meaning attached (empty…) No lower consequence implied (empty…) I keep climbing I keep descending The structure stays polite (so polite…) Progress is optional here The staircase only verifies presence (you’re still here…) I stopped counting Not because I was done But because the numbers stopped helping (that’s better…) The steps continue Whether I follow or not (fade…)