Track 9 of the album The Third Chair · 2015

Corridor Lights Out, Door Left Open

“The night clerk dims the lamps one at a time and leaves one door open. It's a song for the person whose job is to wait for everybody else.”

jazz ballad · hotel noir · late-night · 3:43

Lyrics

The night clerk dims the corridor
One lamp at a time
I stand beside the open door
Of a room that's no longer mine

You left your key upon the sill
The bed is neatly made
A faint perfume, a folded note
And a little light that stays

Leave the door open
Let the dark walk in
Leave the door open
Where the quiet has been
It was love, it was true
And it ended too
Leave the door open
And the night will see us through

I walk the hall in stocking feet
Past a hundred sleeping doors
Each one a life I'll never know
Each one a little shore

I won't ask you to come back
I only want to say
Thank you for the kindness
And the quiet of the day

Leave the door open
Let the dark walk in
Leave the door open
Where the quiet has been
It was love, it was true
And it ended too
Leave the door open
And the night will see us through

Lights out, dear
Goodnight