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[Intro] [Verse] Dusty Rhodes humming low in the hall Shadow puppets dancing on the cracked wall The elevator's broken, stairs are a climb We're paying for the space but living on time Peeling paint on the radiator's cold spine Landlord's ghost never shows up on time Water stains tracing maps on the ceiling Hard to keep a spiritual feeling But the vinyl crackles like a warm fire Lifting the spirit just a little bit higher [Chorus] It’s the hallway hymn we hum Until the morning light has come We share the salt, we share the bread Keeping all the hungry spirits fed Beyond the neglect and the cold We find the stories left untold Yeah, we find the stories left untold [Verse] Mrs. Gable on the fourth floor landing Taught me 'bout the art of withstanding She plants mint in a rusted coffee tin Says the soul is where the harvest begins She seen the riots and the redline maps How the system sets the hidden traps But she still sweeps the common floor Keeping the wolves away from the door Reciprocity is the only law we trust Building diamonds out of city dust [Pre-Chorus] They trade our zip codes in a glass tower While we wait for the heat for an hour But the ledger can't count what we share The silent currency of collective care [Chorus] It’s the hallway hymn we hum Until the morning light has come We share the salt, we share the bread Keeping all the hungry spirits fed Beyond the neglect and the cold We find the stories left untold Yeah, we find the stories left untold [Bridge] Old man Elias with the flugelhorn Plays for the babies newly born The notes float through the narrow hall A soft cushion for the ones who fall It’s a slow build, a measured pace Finding dignity in a neglected space No hollow bravado, just the truth Preserving the wisdom for the youth [Verse] The boiler’s groaning like a dying beast But we’re still invited to the Sunday feast From the basement to the roof-top view We’re making something old feel brand new I used to want out, now I want in To fix the cracks where the light gets thin It ain't about the gold on the chain It’s about the roots that survive the rain One hand washes the other in the dark Waiting for the morning to leave a mark [Chorus] It’s the hallway hymn we hum Until the morning light has come We share the salt, we share the bread Keeping all the hungry spirits fed Beyond the neglect and the cold We find the stories left untold Yeah, we find the stories left untold [Outro]
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