Sometimes counting stairs can be confusing. The trick is to count the "ups."
lyrics
Seventeen years ago I drew a picture of a home,
I feel the window pane, I put the door in its wooden frame,
I must have missed the scene, the pair that came before look just like me,
Wall-covers slip away, falls out in striptease in this place,
Counted them ten and five, but there’s only fourteen steps tonight,
I must have missed the first, the truth of how to find my place of birth,
Is staring us dead in the eyes,
It’s staring us dead in the eyes
The choice here is this or that, neither and both cannot take back,
I could not stand still so I took the top of siren hill,
I don’t remember much, for all the damage I have done to us,
Any day now he’ll come walking out,
Over the tops of us, halleluiah,
Any day now I will start speaking out,
Of the ends of us, halleluiah,
It’s staring us dead in the eyes,
It’s staring us dead in the eyes,
Seventeen years ago I drew a picture of a home,
I could not stand still, I drew the top of siren hill.
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