Until I Hotel Home Lyrics

There was a space I used to call my own

With satin luster affixed upon the wall

And in that place with nothing more than lines and boxes

I built a little world

Complete with losses and with gains

Old debts repaid new companies made

It started there with marker stains

I do what I can with styluses, pixels, electronic pens

I wander back to those days and I know that in time I'll be back there again

Acoustic ceiling tile and frosted glass

With peek-a-boo strips as I pass

Across the open concept floor

Present my badge, unlock the door

One, two, three screens so big and bright The roar of vacuuming at night

My lonely ergonomic throne

My tangled cords

My wired phone

Wait for me until I hotel home

I had a room, a comfy corner cube

Where interaction bloomed and friends shared points of view

And talked and drew, and calculated the rate of tax

And now I'm way upstate

And even through the latency and insufficient lighting

We can still collaborate

And I'm learning to love shared documents, virtual boards and my dining room chair, but

If gravity's cruel and time is unfair, could it be

That the facial ID will no longer recognize me?

Midnight trains and city views

Camaraderie, commuter blues

And leather shoes

Black, rufus, tenny, beer, orange-yellow, China pink hues

Acoustic ceiling tile and frosted glass

With peek-a-boo strips as I pass

Across the open concept floor

Present my badge, unlock the door

One, two, three screens so big and bright The roar of vacuuming at night

My lonely ergonomic throne

My tangled cords

My wired phone

Wait for me until I hotel home