Air in the Wall — A Song Inspired by Forgotten Christo and Jeanne-Claude plans found in an airshaft become a finally realized artwork

[Title: Air in the Wall]

[Intro]
Dust above the ceiling
Breath inside the wall

[Verse 1]
Someone folded a weather system where the wires sleep
White skin of a dream in a shaft too narrow to keep
Years went by like footsteps over plaster and paint
Every room got rented, every name became faint

[Pre-Chorus]
But the air remembered pressure
The dark remembered shape

[Chorus]
There was air in the wall
A lung with no frame
Air in the wall
Still calling its name
Hang it from the silence
Let the hidden thing fall
Not lost, just waiting
There was air in the wall

[Verse 2]
No gold in the ductwork, no saint under glass
Just a useless kind of beauty with its hand on the latch
A nephew with a lantern, a gallery of white
Pulled a sleeping cloud from the ribs of the night

[Pre-Chorus]
And the room held its breath
Like it knew what had escaped

[Chorus]
There was air in the wall
A ghost with no frame
Air in the wall
Still calling its name
Hang it from the silence
Let the hidden thing fall
Not dead, just waiting
There was air in the wall

[Bridge]
What we could not finish may still finish us
What else keeps floating when nobody looks around

[Breakdown]
Cut the ceiling. Feed the ghost.
Raise the white lung. Let it float.
Cut the ceiling. Feed the ghost.
Useless beauty still has teeth.

[Final Chorus]
There was air in the wall
A ghost with no frame
Air in the wall
Still calling its name
Hang it from the silence
Let the hidden thing fall
Not dead, just waiting
There was air in the wall

[Outro]
Dust above the ceiling
Breath over all