RAISE THE ROOM
A company of performers nobody would cast, who built their own stage
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 129
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 18.9s
- length
- 3:36
- language
- En
lyrics
(an audience settles, a cough, then silence) I came in with a folded map Of everywhere I'd rather be The usher smiled and tore my stub Said, honey, take your time A hundred strangers, one warm hub And every seat a life like mine (a life like mine) One voice is a candle (two is a fire) Four is a lantern (and ALL of us — a choir!) Raise the room! Raise the room! Every voice can lift a beam Raise the room! Raise the room! No one holds a roof alone Raise the room! (higher!) Raise the room! We are load-bearing when we dream Raise the room! (raise it, raise it!) The cynic in row seventeen Came armed with folded arms By scene two he was mouthing words By three, disarmed of all alarms (we saw him cry — we did!) Raise the room! Raise the room! Every voice can lift a beam Raise the room! Raise the room! No one holds a roof alone Raise the room! (higher!) Raise the room! We are load-bearing when we dream When the last bus leaves without you (we will drive you home) When your name feels like a rumor (we will say it loud) (loud, loud, LOUD—) RAISE THE ROOM! RAISE THE ROOM! Every voice can lift a beam! Raise the room! Raise the room! No one holds a roof alone! Raise the room! Raise the room! We are load-bearing when we dream! RAISE THE ROOM! I came in with a folded map (and left it on the seat)
