Walking by your house
I connected to your WiFi
A nice guy that I met in Melbourne and truly loved
Happy days reruns
They were settled under dust and the
Furniture I couldn't fit into a moving truck
Don't look up to me
Not a mentor, my mother and father insisting that I have abandon them
I'm a homeless man
For the minute the hotel within it has
Paintings that remind me that this is not home
I sat on the balcony of the hotel in New
Orleans, to get the WiFi from the hotel down the street
Only looking back,
Do you notice that the surface has
Given attempt to imitate the place you want
Only looking back,
Do you notice that the uncanny
Value of a hotel will never ever be home
It was a cold January, and the girl I was with didn't seem to like me
She was sick
And I spent most of my time trying to find her
Vegetarian soup, in a town that only believes in meat
When I got the WiFi signal to work, I opened the news on my computer
And found that a friend of mine had been charged with murder
The more expensive the hotel, the more you have to pay for the WiFi
And the worse the signal and the speed
The nicer the rooms they put you in
The less time you'll spend there
I was given a presidential suite once
I checked in at midnight, checked out at 6:30 AM
And there were rooms I never even went in
Free WiFi becomes a gift
Strange passwords scribbled on scraps of paper at the front desk
When you check in:
Salsa05, Welovemusic99, Sleep1well, 667July
Passed down to the fortunate and the brave
I used to read in hotel rooms
And I used to write in them too
Now i just check in, log on, check my email, work, and sigh
After I turned off the bedside alarm that the
Person in the room before me set to go off at 5 AM
When I go to sleep,
With old BBC radio commenters streaming on the hotel WiFi
And playing into the darkness
So I don't have to feel alone
Walking by your house I connected to your WiFi
I think I found a connection that i'm gonna miss most.