Nobody spoke, but it stayed there
A collective, not a person
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.76
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 7.3s
- length
- 2:26
- language
- En
lyrics
I came in at half past eight, the kettle still warm on the plate One blue mug by the sink, then I saw the extra chair by the gate It sat near the wall where the coat hooks hang in a row No one said a single thing, but the room already knew the show Your shoe by the mat, my keys on the tray That second chair there, like it stayed I looked at the legs, at the seat, at the chrome No question in the air, just another home Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Right there, right there, right there, right there Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Nobody spoke, but it stayed there At nine fifteen, the radio cut off in the hall You passed the spoon to my side, then leaned on the wall The spare one held your jacket, folded neat and low Like it had always been waiting for the same slow flow Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Right there, right there, right there, right there Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Nobody spoke, but it stayed there I moved my cup, you moved yours too Two chairs in the room, and the silence grew No drama, no scene, just a place made true By the way you sat like you always do Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Right there, right there, right there, right there Second chair, second chair, second chair, second chair Nobody spoke, but it stayed there