HE SAT DOWN ON THE FLOOR
Plays a horn that belonged to a man he never met and feels responsible for it
vex on it
the floorHonest use case: people who appreciate a subtle narrative about unexpected grace, but have a high tolerance for lyrical repetition.
Exhibit: “Nobody had ever given him a thing with no return date”
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- C minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.48
- vocal at
- 11.3s
- length
- 3:17
- words
- 203
- clichés
- 0
- language
- En
most sung: “floor” ×25 · “loan” ×3 · “sat” ×3
lyrics
(on the floor) He asked me twice if it was a loan and I said no twice And then he did not say anything for a long time And then he sat down on the floor of a music room With a horn in his hands like a boy holding water He sat down on the floor (the floor) Did not cry, the floor Just sat, the floor The floor On the floor, the floor, on the floor, the floor Nobody had ever given him a thing with no return date On the floor, the floor, on the floor, the floor And that is what he was working out, sitting on that floor (solo sax, 8 bars) Grace to a teacher. A teacher to me. Me to him. Sixty-six years. And every single one of us asked the same question first. Is this a loan. Four people. The same four words. Every time. (band returns, gently) On the floor, the floor, on the floor, the floor Nobody had ever given him a thing with no return date On the floor, the floor, on the floor, the floor And that is what he was working out, sitting on that floor (is this a loan...)