Four stops early, four stops early
Formed in a laundrette, named after a pub that closed before they were born
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- E minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.56
- vocal at
- 6.9s
- length
- 3:17
- language
- En
lyrics
I saw you on the 192, Rain on your collar, ticket in your hand. You got off at Oldham Road, stopped at two, Four stops early, just to match my land. You crossed that patch with the broken cones, Past the chippy, past the shuttered vape shop sign. You said, "I don't mind the longer way home," And I knew you were buying me more time. Four stops early, four stops early Four stops early, four stops early You left the bus at the wrong grey curb Four stops early, four stops early Your trainers flashed by the closed-up launderette, My keys cut lines in the pocket of my coat. We passed a bin with a cracked red top, And your laugh came out small, then took the road. Four stops early, four stops early Four stops early, four stops early You left the bus at the wrong grey curb Four stops early, four stops early At the crossing by the petrol station, You slowed down when the lights went green. You said, "I'll walk you to your door," Like you'd been saving that for me. Four stops early, four stops early Four stops early, four stops early You left the bus at the wrong grey curb Four stops early, four stops early