Track 5 of the album Last Train Home · 2013
Lift Operator, Floor by Floor
by Moth Static
“Brass doors, empty hotel, nobody going up. Tomas played the slow bass on a guitar with the strings slackened.”
dream pop · ambient pop · slowcore · 3:21
Lyrics
Brass doors sliding in the quiet Nobody going up tonight I sit upon my little stool Beneath the amber light The building hums a lullaby Through every sleeping wall I press the button, slow and soft And carry no one at all Floor by floor, floor by floor Rise and rest, rise and rest Floor by floor, I'm right here The night is a gentle guest Floor by floor, floor by floor Down and up again Floor by floor, I'm right here Until the morning comes in A coat is left on seven A paper cup on three The numbers glow like little moons That keep me company The city sleeps in windows Stacked up in the dark I hum along with the cables And the small electric spark Floor by floor, floor by floor Rise and rest, rise and rest Floor by floor, I'm right here The night is a gentle guest Floor by floor, floor by floor Down and up again Floor by floor, I'm right here Until the morning comes in Ding, and the doors stay open Ding, and nobody's there Just a little breath of quiet Drifting through the air Floor by floor, floor by floor Rise and rest, rise and rest Floor by floor, I'm right here The night is a gentle guest Floor by floor, floor by floor Down and up again Floor by floor, I'm right here Until the morning comes in Floor by floor I'm right here Floor by floor Goodnight