Nobody said a word about it then
Records everything twice and mixes both takes on top of each other on purpose
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.87
- valence
- 0.45
- vocal at
- 30.1s
- length
- 3:09
- language
- En
lyrics
At 7:12, the room had one chair By the paperback stack and the thrift-store lamp I came back from the kitchen, and there it was there A second one waiting, in the corner, plain and damp Its chrome leg caught the window by the sink A blue plaid seat with a nick on the side I stood with my keys, not sure what to think Like it had rolled in and decided to hide Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair By the wall where the hallway bends Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Nobody said a word about it then Your mug had a ring on the folded receipt The fan on the dresser kept turning slow That extra seat stayed still, low to the heat Like it always belonged by the phone Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair By the wall where the hallway bends Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Nobody said a word about it then I touched the vinyl, cold under my palm Counted the legs, one, two, three, four The clock on the oven stayed stubborn and calm And the extra chair stayed right by the door Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair By the wall where the hallway bends Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Nobody said a word about it then