Fourth Floor

Transcribed by Rob rebowman@utas.edu.au Intro: B F# G#m E B F# F# B (play twice) B F# G#m E On the fourth floor of the building B F# E E In a shallow window box B F# G#m E She's diggin' in the soil with a silver spoon B G#m F# F# Her hands inside of her gloves B F# G#m E Plantin' seed, pullin' up weed B F# E E The cycle of life is complete B F# G#m E Who would have thought it, in a city of stone B F# B Four floors above the street B F# G#m E B F# F# B B F# G#m E I cannot tell what kind of flowers they are B F# E E I'm too far below on the street B F# G#m E But the colour they add to the building so drab B G#m F# Bring a warm splash of welcome relief B F# G#m E Yeah it's somethin' worthwhile for the sun to shine on B F# E A reason to radiate heat B F# G#m E Well that small window box it puts a skip in my feet B F# B Four floors below on the street B F# G#m E B F# F# B B F# G# E For every good seed she plants in the soil B F# E There's a dozen bad waiting to grow B F# G#m E To strangle the goodness she's trying to nurture B G#m F# And kill all the seed that she's sown B F# G#m E Everytime you water the garden B F# E You also water the weeds B F# G#m E Profound ministration(?) of sin and temptation B F# B Four floors above the street (solos) B F# G#m E Some people don't understand why she does it B F# E Some people look for a reason B F# G#m E Maybe she just likes the feel of the soil B G#m F# Or, keepin' in tune with the seasons B F# G#m E Maybe she has so much pride in herself B F# E Got to keep it all visually pleasing B F# G#m E Small paradise in a world of concrete B F# B Four floors above the street B F# G#m E Small paradise in a world of concrete B F# G#m E Small paradise in a world of concrete B F# G#m E Small paradise in a world of concrete B F# B Four floors Ay-bove the street B F# F# B