Floors

something I came up pretty fastm had it suddendly in my mind.
Any comments are greatly appreciated!

Floors

In this building double layered in the sky.
Heavy guys walking behind thin walls.
I kept working day and night.

In a room painted in bloom of anger.
Where all the lights were green or blue.
I kept a key that no one knew.

A little progression
A little backwards
A little like Russian
Mother in spurts.

On this evening in a silent move of mine.
When all those people did obsessed by no real work.
I held my breath in stealth, changed to an undine.

And after two minutes when everybody paused
I took the key out of my pocked coz it glow.
Who cares just what it caused…

A little progression
A little backwards
A little like Russian
Mother in spurts.

A door appeared that nobody had seen.
All of a sudden and I knew the key would fit.
So what could I expect to lose or win?

An elevator to the 46th floor.
I entered and then went forth.
To a place where no human was before.

Was it progression
Turned backwards
A little like Russian
Mother in spurts.

And in this mirrored place of our world
Down on the upside all songs were backwards heard.
Heart felt right but my brain left common sense.
Instead of forward I fell back from where I came.

I dropped the key instead of gripping tight.
I turned the darkness on but all I got was light.
And with my head at first I landed on my feet.
The door did fade and locked the key in it.

Oh what could I have found?
Cloaked in secrecy
These floors abandoned
Maybe all we once did need.