Lyrics
[Verse 1] Took the chair and the PC, all the things that worked for me The Strat just stood there in the closet, six strings going grey I said "I'll swing back by" and I knew it was a lie So I shut the door on all of it and left the thing to fray [Pre-Chorus] Keep saying any day now, I'll cut the tape and stay But any day's a year now, and I let the dust have its way [Chorus] I packed up everything but me Stood in the bare room and held the key Drove the boxes down to an empty floor Still taped, still sealed, the seam I never tore [Verse 2] The printer's standby light stays on, a half-built print I left undone Damn dust had beat me to the place and moved right in My thumb runs easy down the screen, no catch, no callus in between And the work I swore I'd finish never gets to begin [Pre-Chorus] Keep saying any day now, I'll cut the tape and stay But any day's a year now, and I let the dust have its way [Chorus] I packed up everything but me Stood in the bare room and held the key Drove the boxes down to an empty floor Still taped, still sealed, the seam I never tore [Bridge] Tonight I cross the floor and wake the printer from its sleep Let it lay one layer down, just one, too small to keep The dust still turns inside the lamp, it never settles all the way Powered on and going nowhere, glowing idle through the day [Chorus] I packed up everything but me Stood in the bare room and held the key Drove the boxes down to an empty floor Still taped, still sealed, the seam I never tore [Outro] Printer's light, still breathing in the dark Waiting for me on standby On standby...