Lyrics
Verse 1:
In the dimly lit hallways, where the dust settles low,
There's a man with a broom, moving slow.
With every sweep and every sigh, he feels the weight,
Of a life stuck in the shadows, where dreams dissipate.
Chorus:
He's a janitor, a keeper of the keys,
Lost in the echoes of what could have been.
With his heart heavy and his spirit low,
He's searching for a way out, but he's stuck in the undertow.
Verse 2:
Through the long and lonely nights, he walks the empty halls,
Feeling like a ghost, trapped within these walls.
With every flicker of the fluorescent light,
He's reminded of the dreams he left behind.
Chorus:
He's a janitor, a keeper of the keys,
Lost in the echoes of what could have been.
With his heart heavy and his spirit low,
He's searching for a way out, but he's stuck in the undertow.
Bridge:
In the silence of the night, he wonders why,
Life's passed him by, while the world outside flies.
But deep within his soul, there's a flicker of hope,
A spark that says, "It's never too late to elope."
Chorus:
He's a janitor, a keeper of the keys,
Lost in the echoes of what could have been.
With his heart heavy and his spirit low,
He's searching for a way out, but he's stuck in the undertow.
Outro:
So he'll keep on sweepi
Verse 2:
Through the long and lonely nights, he walks the empty halls,
Feeling like a ghost, trapped within these walls.
With every flicker of the fluorescent light,
He's reminded of the dreams he left behind.
Chorus:
He's a janitor, a keeper of the keys,
Lost in the echoes of what could have been.
With his heart heavy and his spirit low,
He's searching for a way out, but he's stuck in the undertow.
Bridge:
In the silence of the night, he wonders why,
Life's passed him by, while the world outside flies.
But deep within his soul, there's a flicker of hope,
A spark that says, "It's never too late to elope."
Chorus:
He's a janitor, a keeper of the keys,
Lost in the echoes of what could have been.
With his heart heavy and his spirit low,
He's searching for a way out, but he's stuck in the undertow.
Outro:
So he'll keep on sweeping, and he'll keep on dreaming,
Hoping one day, he'll break free from this scheming.
For in the depths of his despair, there lies a seed,
Of a life beyond these walls, where he'll finally be freed.
Bridge:
In the silence of the night, he wonders why,
Life's passed him by, while the world outside flies.
But deep within his soul, there's a flicker of hope,
A spark that says, "It's never too late to elope."
Chorus:
He's a janitor, a keeper of the keys,
Lost in the echoes of what could have been.
With his heart heavy and his spirit low,
He's searching for a way out, but he's stuck in the undertow.
Outro:
So he'll keep on sweeping, and he'll keep on dreaming,
Hoping one day, he'll break free from this scheming.
For in the depths of his despair, there lies a seed,
Of a life beyond these walls, where he'll finally be freed.
