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Della Rae Hutchins

Nashville Is An Hour

Keeps a notebook of things people said to her and dates them like evidence

style

  • country pop
  • narrative songwriting
  • acoustic guitar
  • subtle banjo
  • warm female vocal
  • clear and storytelling
  • big polished chorus
  • bridge key change
  • radio production
  • southern american drawl

the numbers

bpm
99
key
G major
energy
0.68
dance
0.96
valence
0.54
vocal at
3.6s
length
3:14
language
En

lyrics

(instrumental)

An hour on the interstate, that's the whole distance
Sixty minutes between the life I had and the one I wanted
People act like I moved across an ocean, I moved an hour
(moved an hour)
And that hour cost me a mother who says "when are you home"

She could drive it (she could drive it)
She has driven further for a sale on garden furniture

Nashville is an hour
(an hour, an hour)
Sixty minutes of asphalt and a whole different daughter
Nashville is an hour
And neither of us has ever said that out loud

I went back for Easter and she'd kept my room exactly
Not sentimentally — she just hadn't needed the space
That's worse somehow, that's so much worse than a shrine
(than a shrine)
A room preserved by indifference rather than by love

(key change up)
I'm not angry. I want that understood.
An hour is not a rejection. It's just a distance nobody drives.

Nashville is an hour
(an hour, an hour)
Sixty minutes of asphalt and a whole different daughter
Nashville is an hour
And neither of us has ever said that out loud

(an hour...)