King Of The Backrooms

Lyrics I slipped through a seam in an ordinary day, And the noise of the world fell away. Yellow walls and a carpet floor, A hallway bending into one more. A pink light glowed by an empty chair, A green one flickered halfway up the stairs. No windows, no way home in sight, But I felt safe in the wandering light. I left my worries somewhere outside, Walked till I couldn’t remember the time. Room after room, I wanted to see What waited around the corner for me. Let me wander where the clocks don’t turn, Where the lights stay warm and the world won’t hurry. Through the backrooms, far from home, I’m lost, but I don’t feel alone. Nothing to answer, nowhere to be, An endless place unfolding for me. I don’t know how many days have passed Under a light that was made to last. Then a voice came low through the fluorescent hum, A voice I had leaned on when life came undone. I followed it past a room full of chairs, Through curtains that stirred without any air. And there you were on a golden throne, In a place I thought was mine alone. “Welcome,” you said. “I’ve been waiting for you.” And I knew those eyes—so piercingly blue. [Pre-Chorus] You looked at me like you already knew Every thought I hadn’t given to you. “I’m the king of the backrooms,” you said, “And I’ve waited for my queen.” Let us wander where the clocks don’t turn, Where the lights stay warm and the world won’t hurry. Through the backrooms, hand in hand, You showed me rooms I couldn’t understand. Nothing to answer, nowhere to be, An endless place for you and me. I couldn’t tell how long we’d been— And never thought to ask again. You pulled me close without a word, Kissed my forehead; the whole place blurred. I rested there against your chest, And let the silence do the rest. Then you took my hand and led me through A room washed gold, a stairway blue. We laughed where the ceiling opened wide, With a thousand little stars inside. We could stop in a doorway as long as we pleased, Sit on the floor with your hand on my knee. No sunset telling us when to leave, No morning asking for anything. I could have stayed, I could have been Your backrooms queen, your everything. Then an aura bloomed through a papered wall, And I heard my world through its distant call. The opening narrowed, the edges grew thin— I knew I had to step back in. Oh, my king, where the clocks don’t turn, There’s a home outside I must return to. I love the world we wandered through, And how I felt when I was with you. But the light is closing, I can’t stay, Though I don’t know how to walk away. One last look, one final kiss— How do I leave a place like this? “Remember me.” That was all I said. Your blue eyes held me As our fingers slipped. I stepped through the glow, And the wall was gone. The world kept moving. I carried on. But sometimes, beneath a fluorescent light, I remember your hand holding mine— And a king in a room somewhere out of reach, With all the time in the world to remember me.