Case Notes on a Fire Escape

[Intro]
[Verse]
Case file number four-oh-nine
Rusting iron fire escape line
Xanthoria is feeling quite cold
Physcia says the story is old
I check the pH with a sigh
Clouds are drifting in the sky
Rain-stained ink begins to run
Mediation has just begun
[Pre-Chorus]
Wet paper, ink bleeds
Tiny spores, messy deeds
Magnifying glass is cracked
Communication is abstract
I drop my pen through the grate
Is it luck or is it fate?
[Chorus]
Oh, symbiotic blues
Nothing left to lose
Crustose on the brick
Love's a dirty trick
Tear the thallus wide
Nowhere left to hide
Scale it down to size
Look through tiny eyes
[Post-Chorus]
Sticky green, dusty grey
Why do you stay?
Sticky green, dusty grey
Walk away
[Verse]
He says she takes all the light
She says he's a parasite
Technically they are the same
Playing a biological game
I record the fungal height
In the flickering street light
God, I'm such a mess today
What is there left to say?
[Pre-Chorus]
Crusty edges, peeling back
Living in a sidewalk crack
Micro-embarrassment blooms
In these tiny outdoor rooms
I think I'm over my head
Everything has been said
[Chorus]
Oh, symbiotic blues
Nothing left to lose
Crustose on the brick
Love's a dirty trick
Tear the thallus wide
Nowhere left to hide
Scale it down to size
Look through tiny eyes
[Bridge]
Slow growth, decades of waiting
Still they're only just dating
Fungal threads and algal cells
Ringing tiny silent bells
I want what they have, I guess
A beautiful, calcified mess
Muted despair in the grout
What is this meeting about?
[Hook]
Divide the stone
Leave it alone
Divide the stone
Leave it alone
[Chorus]
Oh, symbiotic blues
Nothing left to lose
Crustose on the brick
Love's a dirty trick
Tear the thallus wide
Nowhere left to hide
Scale it down to size
Look through tiny eyes
[Outro]
Case file number four-oh-nine
Rusting iron fire escape line
I think I see a tiny