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Marta Lindgren

Leave it there

Writes on the tram and says a song is finished when she reaches her stop

the numbers

bpm
117
key
G# major
energy
0.71
dance
0.93
valence
0.59
vocal at
18.4s
length
3:03
language
Sw

lyrics

Your jacket's on the chair by the window

Blue lining folded over last night's rain

I passed the wash room, left the door on its hinge

Let the sleeve keep your train-station stain

The tag still curls where your neck wore heat

On the cuff, a crumb from the bakery round

I should have tossed it in with the dark load

But I liked the shape of it on the seat

I stood with the basket in my hands

Foam in the sink, cold water in my plans

But I let it sit, let it keep its smell

A little proof you were here as well

Leave it there

Leave it there

Leave it there

Leave it there

On the chair

On the chair

On the chair

On the chair

Now the mornings come through the thin gray glass

Your collar catches every bit of light

I sip my coffee by the chipped green mug

And trace the seam with my thumb tonight

The laundry pile waits by the hall door

White socks, one towel, and the soap dish dry

But your jacket holds the room together

Like a name I keep in the corner of my eye

I reach for the wash, then stop halfway

Hear the radiator tick and sway

If I clean it now, what will stay?

Just the empty chair and the aftertaste

Leave it there

Leave it there

Leave it there

Leave it there

On the chair

On the chair

On the chair

On the chair

I won't fold it up, won't press it flat

Won't turn that sleeve to something new

Let the rain mark side stay darker still

Let the days sit down inside of you

Leave it there

Leave it there

Leave it there

Leave it there

On the chair

On the chair

On the chair

On the chair
Leave it there — Marta Lindgren · FERAL