Receipt on the Roof

And we go up,

up,

up the stairs Above the top floor and the heavy air On

the roof hatch,

feeling the rain (feeling the rain)

I called my old line just to see

But someone else answered instead of me

He told me he keeps the receipts

For the bills in my name on his screen

(why though?)

He won't let the digits go Stuck in the static of the

radio And the clouds

are breaking now

And we go up,

up,

up the stairs Above the top floor and the heavy air On

the roof hatch,

feeling the rain (feeling the rain)

Standing on the ledge looking down

At the grid of this rain-soaked town He keeps the paper from

three years ago

A stranger holding on to what I used to know

Up on the hatch

Still holding the receipt

(letting go now)