Ground Floor Sun
Mother stayed in Lagos
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.76
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.47
- vocal at
- 7.7s
- length
- 2:29
- language
- En
lyrics
(mmm, ah-ah) Flat B, ground floor, one window facing brick The estate agent called it cosy and I called it fine I have made a home in worse and called it worse (called it worse) This one I keep clean because it is mine Sun comes through for forty minutes (forty minutes) I move the chair to meet it, every single day Ground floor sun, ground floor sun Forty minutes and then it is gone Ground floor sun, ground floor sun I take my forty and I do not complain Mummy asks if I have a garden, I say almost There is a step and a pot and a plant that refuses to die I sent a photo, she said "that is not a garden" (not a garden) She is right and she is also missing the point Everything I have is small and chosen Nothing here was given and nothing here was taken (let it breathe) Ground floor sun, ground floor sun Forty minutes and then it is gone Ground floor sun, ground floor sun I take my forty and I do not complain (ah-ah, ah-ah) Forty minutes, forty minutes