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Small Rooms

Small Rooms Lyrics by Walter Zenko Verse 1 We moved into a one-bedroom place Because starting mattered more than space An old brownstone, worn but steady, Brick walls that had seen many beginnings First jobs, barely settling in Boxes from our childhood bedrooms Labelled maybe, keep, and when College textbooks lined the shelves Serving mostly as decor A hand-me-down couch, a borrowed lamp Chorus We were building a life in small rooms And it felt like enough Verse 2 Friday nights were Blockbuster walks Soft debates over what to choose After shifts that paid by hour We learned how evenings move The modem screamed from the corner desk As the world arrived slow and blue One screen, one chair, one phone line Into whatever came next Chorus We were building a life in small rooms Afraid to ask for more Verse 3 MTV played while dinner cooled Music videos between bites Flannel shirts and bare feet Laughing at nothing, passing time The Walkman skipped when we danced Too close to the coffee table One number, one ringing sound That had to be answered Chorus Love sounded unfinished But it stayed Verse 4 Saturday mornings moved slowly Coffee strong, windows bright Bills stayed folded on the counter Nothing pressing into sight The fridge held cheap sparkling wine Frozen pizza, leftovers stacked Enough for days we didn’t plan Enough to let the hours pass Chorus Happiness did not announce itself It simply arrived Verse 5 We typed our first email addresses Certain they would never change Chat rooms filled quiet evenings Names invented, slightly strange “You’ve got mail” felt personal As if hope had learned our names The future knocked without warning And we opened the door Chorus The world felt reachable But not demanding Verse 6 Mixtapes recorded on the living room floor Fingers hovering over pause Each song a careful offering Neither of us brave enough to explain Encarta spun inside the computer Facts felt clean and complete We trusted shiny discs for answers And each other for the rest Chorus We believed certainty could be stored And love could not Verse 7 Cheap wine in mismatched glasses Shared without ceremony Paychecks learned our names by Friday Then disappeared politely Stock quotes circled in the newspaper Names that sounded like tomorrow We invested what we could afford to lose And called it believing Chorus It seemed like we could buy the future One share at a time Verse 8 Nothing from Japan ever failed The stereo, the car, the camera Buttons clicked with quiet confidence Quality spoke without defense We read that General Motors sold cars to Iran We were shocked The man at the garage said, don’t confuse Iran with Iraq The sentence rested calmly Chorus The world was complicated But still spoke plainly Verse 9 Y2K lingered in headlines The end sounding curious, not cruel No one believed it And disposable cameras caught our smiles From the balcony we watched the city Certain it was opening wide We did not miss this life yet We were still inside it Final Chorus We let the days keep finding us And that was enough