At the bus stop
No known location
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- E major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 0.7s
- length
- 2:34
- language
- En
lyrics
Rain on the timetable glass, 7:14, blue Your thumb on my phone screen, scrolling past the dew A cracked gum wrapper stuck to your sneaker in the slush You said my name too softly, and my pulse went hush The bus hissed twice, then folded at the curb Your shoulder brushed my sleeve and stole my nerve I laughed one beat too long, you looked right through Then your hand found mine like it knew what to do Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there At the bus stop Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there Don’t let go now Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there On the wet black curb Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there I think we crossed the line A QR code blinked on the pass in your hand Your backpack zipper stuck, I helped when you couldn't stand You said "text me later," but your voice went thin and kind Like a door in a hallway clicking shut behind Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there At the bus stop Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there Don’t let go now Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there On the wet black curb Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there I think we crossed the line The doors sighed open, silver breath in rows Your ring hit my knuckle, and the whole night froze We both looked down at the same cracked tile Like we knew that second had been ours awhile Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there At the bus stop Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there Don’t let go now Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there On the wet black curb Hold it there, hold it there, hold it there, hold it there I think we crossed the line