Текст песни All the Rooms I’ve Rented

Switches held by tape again The landlord's kindest cruelty I kept the tins not for their labels But how they held what left so cleanly All the rooms I’ve rented knew Just enough to let me through They priced my shadow by the span Then erased the dent where I once ran Some with views of bricked-in skies Most with panels trained as spies One sang through pipes in minor turns Another took my lock and let it burn All the rooms I’ve rented grew Around me like a second shoe They held my heat then aired it out Professional ghosts of that no doubt