[Intro]

I'm standing lyve

outside the North Administrative Annex.

Behind me,

nothing has happened

for six hours.

Back to you.

[Verse]

My producer said, "Stay close and wait.
We hear somebody MAY arrive."
I watched a cleaner close the gate.
At nine they put me on lyve.

I said, "If somebody arrives."
"Remarkable. Stay where you are."
At ten I named the passing cars.
At eleven, I described a star.

[Chorus]

Lyve outside an empty building,
Waiting for the story to appear.
Lyve outside an empty building,
Nothing has occurred all year.

The doors are closed, the lights are dim—
No secret convoy entered in.

[Verse]

They parked the van at seven-ten
And pointed me towards marble stairs.
Behind the glass: an empty lobby.
By eight, still nothing moved up there.

I said, "Behind me stands the place
Where talks could possibly occur."
Leo put concern across his face:
"Could this become significant, sir?"

[Chorus]

Lyve outside an empty building,
Waiting for the story to appear.
Lyve outside an empty building,
Nothing has occurred all year.

But breaking graphics make it clear—
Something might happen sometime here.

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]

Here's what I can verify: the pavement's grey, the sky is high.
No argument, no secret deal, no black saloon, no sudden wheel.
No aide, no file, no hurried run — at seventeen-oh-one, still none.
And that, dear viewers, is everything we know.

[Break]

Studio asks, "Could you say it feels tense?" I answer: "No."
"Could you stand closer to the fence?" I answer: "No."
"Could you stay another hour?" I look at the door.
It remains a door.

[Final Chorus]

Lyve outside an empty building,
Now completely free of fear.
The doors stayed closed, the lights stayed dim—
Nobody went out or in.
And if you need me tomorrow,

I'll probably still be here.

[Outro]

At six-oh-four a caretaker arrives.

He unlocks the door and asks why I'm filming.

I tell him.

He laughs.
