[Intro]
[Reverse guitar rises backwards]
[Farfisa organ enters on one strange chord]
[Voice, very close]
There’s a room
behind the sun.
I saw the door
this morning.
[Drums enter sideways with tom fill]
[Verse 1]
My coffee cup
was full of rain,
the clock had lost
its second hand.
There was a blue bird
in the hallway
wearing someone else’s hat.
I asked him:
“Where you going?”
He looked at me
like I was late.
Then every picture
on the wall
turned sideways
at the same time.
I opened the window.
The street was there.
But somehow
it looked
a little farther away.
[Pre-Chorus]
The ceiling breathed.
The carpet moved.
The telephone
forgot my name.
And somewhere
behind the daylight...
something
was knocking again.
[Chorus]
THERE’S A ROOM
BEHIND THE SUN.
WHERE THE SHADOWS
LEARN TO RUN.
WHERE THE MORNING
TURNS AROUND
AND PUTS ITS FEET
BACK ON THE GROUND.
THERE’S A ROOM
BEHIND THE SUN.
I DON’T KNOW
WHO LET ME IN.
BUT THE DOOR
IS OPEN WIDE...
AND ALL MY THOUGHTS
ARE WAITING INSIDE.
[Instrumental Break]
[Fuzz guitar bends]
[Organ spins left to right]
[Reverse cymbal]
[Verse 2]
I found a chair
made out of Sunday,
a lamp
that hummed in green.
There was a man
without a face
selling pieces
of a dream.
He said:
“Take one.”
I said:
“How much?”
He laughed
and pointed at my shoes.
“Everything costs something.
Even things
you never choose.”
Then the walls
became a river.
The floor
became the sky.
And for one second
I remembered
something
that had never
happened in my life.
[Chorus]
THERE’S A ROOM
BEHIND THE SUN.
WHERE THE SHADOWS
LEARN TO RUN.
WHERE THE MORNING
TURNS AROUND
AND PUTS ITS FEET
BACK ON THE GROUND.
THERE’S A ROOM
BEHIND THE SUN.
I DON’T KNOW
WHO LET ME IN.
BUT THE DOOR
IS OPEN WIDE...
AND ALL MY THOUGHTS
ARE WAITING INSIDE.
[Bridge]
[Drums drop out]
[Mellotron + tape echo]
Maybe the room
was never there.
Maybe the sun
was just a lamp.
Maybe I fell asleep
in the kitchen
with the radio
still on.
[Whispered harmony]
Or maybe...
that’s exactly
what the room
wants me to think.
[Drums explode back]
[Final Chorus]
THERE’S A ROOM
BEHIND THE SUN!
I LEFT MY NAME
ON NUMBER ONE!
LEFT MY SHOES
BESIDE THE DOOR!
DON’T THINK
I NEED THEM ANYMORE!
THERE’S A ROOM
BEHIND THE SUN!
AND EVERY TIME
I TRY TO RUN...
I WAKE UP
IN MY BED
WITH BLUE LIGHT
DANCING
ON THE CEILING
ABOVE MY HEAD.
[Outro]
[Farfisa slows down]
[Reverse guitar]
The coffee’s cold.
The clock is working.
The hallway’s empty.
...
But there’s a feather
on the floor.
