

Four PM in the lobby now
Suitcases spinning while the desk clerks bow
But down the alley where the houses align You're flipping the switch
on a different sign That porch light glows in the afternoon Too
early for the sun,
too late for the moon And now the walls begin to hum
You turn it up
past polite (yeah) Burning a hole in the shift-change night
Leave the porch light on
Let the music play
We are working until the dawn While they wash the day away
(wash it away!)
Paper cups and the front desk keys While you blast those static-heavy
melodies
The neighbor laughs from a second floor window
Watching the lobby lights drop low We live inside of the crossover
hour
Leave the porch light on
Let the music play
We are working until the dawn While they wash the day away
(wash it away!)