FOURTH FLOOR by “The Waifs” Capo on 4 Intro: G G C G C D G Verse 1: G C On the fourth floor of a building G C In a shallow window box, G C She’s digging in the soil with a silver spoon G D With her hands inside of rubber gloves G C Panting seed, pulling out weed G C The cycle of life is complete G C Who would have thought it in a city of stone? G D G Four floors above the street. Chord Progression stays the same for the rest of the song… I cannot tell what kind of flowers they are I’m too far below on the street But the colour they add to the building so drab Is a warm splash of welcome relief Yeah it’s something worthwhile for the sun to shine on A reason to radiate heat Yeah that small window box it puts a skip in my feet Four floors above the street Repeat chord progression once And for every good seed she plants in the soil There’s a dozen bad waiting to grow To strangle the goodness she’s trying to nurture And kill all the seeds that she’s sown Every time you water the garden You also water the weeds A profound illustration of sin and temptation Four floors above the street Some people don’t understand why she does it Some people ask for a reason Maybe she just likes the feel of the soil And keeping in tune with the seasons Maybe she has so much pride in herself Got to keep it all visually pleasing A small paradise in a world of concrete Four floors above the street. (Repeat last two lines and then end on a G).