Line Three

style

• industrial gospel
• dark electronic
• distorted organ
• gospel choir samples
• male bass-baritone
• preaching cadence
• cavernous reverb
• ominous
• american accent
• standard radio arrangement

the numbers

bpm

152

key

F minor

energy

0.71

dance

0.94

valence

0.47

vocal at

7.0s

length

3:23

language

En

lyrics

(spoken, low)
Line three. Nobody's on it now.

They left the machines because moving them cost more than scrap
So the building is full of them, standing, in the dark
I got in through a window in 2019 with a recorder
(a recorder)
Six hours of a dead factory breathing. That is track one.

It is not silent in there (not silent)
Metal moves all night, contracting. It sounds like a congregation.

Line three
(line three)
Where eleven hundred a day became nothing per day
Line three
And the building still makes the sound without us

My father worked that line and I have his badge number
I found his station. It has a worn patch where he stood.
Forty years of a man's weight in one square metre of floor
(one square metre)
I stood in it. It fit. Of course it fit. Same feet.

I recorded myself standing in his patch, not moving, for a minute.
That minute is under the last chorus. You cannot hear it.
It is there. That is the only reason it is there.
(ORGAN CRASHES BACK)

Line three
(line three)
Where eleven hundred a day became nothing per day
Line three
And the building still makes the sound without us

(amen...)