Second chair
Teaches primary school and his students do not know
the numbers
- bpm
- 152
- key
- D major
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.97
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 9.5s
- length
- 4:19
- language
- En
lyrics
I opened the room at six Rain on the boot mat, salt on the wood One chair by the desk was mine The other stood there, black and good No name on the backrest No scrape on the floor The kettle hissed once Then nothing more Second chair Second chair Second chair Second chair By the window, still At the table, still I counted the cups: three The ashtray held one bent match My coat hung heavy on the nail The second seat wore no latch No one asked where it came from No keys in the bowl The clock hit seven-twelve And tightened the whole Second chair Second chair Second chair Second chair By the window, still At the table, still I dragged it once across the boards Its legs gave a dry, thin cry Under the lamp, the cane seat flashed Like bone in the corner of my eye Second chair Second chair Second chair Second chair By the window, still At the table, still