Four stops early
Never shows his face
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 0.2s
- length
- 2:38
- language
- En
lyrics
Bus hiss at the curb, seat still warm and early Brown paper sack, thrift-store cap, laces tied curly Driver hit the doors, you clocked the map and grinned You said, "I got time," then you stepped right in One block past the laundromat, two past the pawn Three stop signs blinking while the gray ride gone You looked back once, like you knew the move Four stops early, just to match your shoes Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early You walked with me Corner store ice, orange drink in a clear plastic cup Your phone screen cracked, still you lit my route up Past the red brick wall where the tag paint peeled You kept pace with my boots on the cracked-up steel Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early You walked with me Bus rolled off slow, then the sound got thin We crossed that lot where the gravel gave in Your sleeve brushed mine by the chain-link gate Four stops early, and I was right there late Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early Four stops early You walked with me