Texty: Stairs (The). Miraculous Happens. I Am An Exit.

Take a picture of me sleeping.
Give the picture to the little man.
Put the man upon a bicycle.
Place my pictures on the wall and windows.
What is this strange fascination?
Why do you try so hard to open me?
Well perhaps I am a door
through which you are leaving.

So I should be on my guard
and watch out when you take my picture.
Cuz everywhere it hangs
is just another incrimination.
And maybe that's alright.
If you wanna go then you should go.
Just don't take the little man.
And kiss me once before you leave this time.

You- always on my mind.
You're so nice and kind.
Although I know you only use me as an exit.
You- breaking hearts and minds.
Wasting precious time.
Not too shy to lie or use me as an exit.

Do you recall the old piano?
The song we used to play at night?
It was my favorite melody.
But we don't play it anymore.
Now we just run around the house
as I try to hide from your camera.
And you're breaking all my locks
and send the little man to trip me up and
you remind me of the west
the way you ride your cowboys east and
why do you play so rough?
There are no bad guys in this town no more.

You- always on my mind.
you're so nice and kind.
Although I know you only use me as an exit.
You- breaking hearts and minds.
Wasting precious time.
Not too shy to lie or use me as an exit.

All alone late at night on the phone and you're
crying.
Set it free, out to sea, let it be - say it's fine.
Yeah, it's fine.
Yeah, it's fine.
Nothing's fine.

I hope that you someday find a way out.
Until then you can use me as an exit.

Hey look there's a silver ball on a hook in the wall.
Oh, you're gonna be fine