DURBAN
A collective, not a person
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.78
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 11.7s
- length
- 2:06
- language
- En
lyrics
Somebody's brother moved away and stopped replying And he is the only line we had to number twenty-nine Two years of asking around and nobody has her name And her four notes open the biggest thing we own Durban, Durban, Durban, Durban One phone number between her and knowing Durban, Durban, Durban, Durban And she may never once have heard the record She played it in the gap while the kettle was going. One take. Eleven at night. She went home. That was it. Durban, Durban, Durban, Durban One phone number between her and knowing Durban, Durban, Durban, Durban And she may never once have heard the record
