One more stop
Sings rebetiko melodies over drum machines and considers it a form of haunting
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- E major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.40
- vocal at
- 6.3s
- length
- 3:40
- language
- Gr
lyrics
At the bus stop by Omonia, your bag hit my knee The timetable flashed twelve-seventeen, then blue You laughed at the broken glass by the curb in front of me I held your ticket like a small, cheap truth You leaned in close to read the route Your coat smelled like rain and soap The driver sighed behind the glass And something in us changed its shape One more stop One more stop One more stop One more stop Your fingers stayed Mine did not move On Patision, the wind bent the paper in your hand You said, "Get on," but your voice stayed soft and bare My name on your lips sounded different then Like a coin in my mouth, like a dare The doors exhaled, then closed again Your watch caught light on the metal rail We stood too still for just-friends now And I felt that line go pale One more stop One more stop One more stop One more stop Your fingers stayed Mine did not move You looked at me past the window fog As if you knew before I did The bus pulled off with my half-step missed And I kept your warmth in my wrist One more stop One more stop One more stop One more stop Your fingers stayed Mine did not move