Four A.M. Is Ours
Met working overnight shifts at the same hospital and still keep those hours
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 117
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 2.4s
- length
- 3:09
- language
- En
lyrics
(instrumental, moody) The corridor at four goes soft and blue Nobody's awake to say we shouldn't You bring the crisps from two, you always do And I pretend I hadn't checked if you would Daylight people got their weekends (their weekends) Got their brunches and their sun We've got a broken vending machine And the quiet after everyone Four a.m. is ours (is ours, is ours) Everybody else can have the other hours Four a.m. is ours And nothing in the daylight ever sounds like this You laughed too loud in a room where nobody's well And then apologised to nobody at all I've never wanted anyone as much as I did then Standing in a corridor beside a trolley wall Say it here. Not in daylight. Here. Nothing said at four a.m. has ever counted. That's exactly why it's safe. Say it. (DRUMS RETURN) Four a.m. is ours (is ours, is ours) Everybody else can have the other hours Four a.m. is ours And nothing in the daylight ever sounds like this (is ours...)