Fourth Floor

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.

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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.