No more ringing, no more ringing
Mother stayed in Lagos
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.43
- vocal at
- 19.5s
- length
- 3:06
- language
- En
lyrics
Your chat went cold by the sink Cup on the table, still pink I left Lagos on a Friday plane Now Peckham rain taps my pane Three missed calls, then none at all Your name stayed dark on my wall I kept the charger by my bed By noon, your blue ticks bled I watched the screen glow green At one oh three, still unseen My thumb stayed there too long The silence felt too strong No more ringing, no more ringing No more ringing, no more ringing I heard it once, then nothing No more ringing, no more ringing Milo tin by the kettle, half full Your shirt on the chair felt too dull I saved one voice note, don't ask why Played it once, let it slide On the 52 bus, I looked down At wet black shoes in the town Your last reply sat stuck in place Just one word, then the blank space No more ringing, no more ringing No more ringing, no more ringing I heard it once, then nothing No more ringing, no more ringing I folded the scarf in two Kept your hoodie out of view If you wanted to stay, you'd say But you let the line decay No more ringing, no more ringing No more ringing, no more ringing I heard it once, then nothing No more ringing, no more ringing