Second chair, second chair
Started making beats on a cracked laptop
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.57
- vocal at
- 1.6s
- length
- 3:05
- language
- Ar
lyrics
I opened the door at ten past four A second chair was there by the wall Black metal legs on the tile floor No note, no knock, no reason at all My cup was still warm in the blue bowl Your scarf on the hook, folded tight I counted the rings in the side table hole And the room kept its mouth shut all night I looked at the frame, then the chair Same dust on the seat, same scratch on the side One more place in the air Like it had always lived inside Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At noon the fan cut the heat in two The chair stayed put near the bookcase edge One sock on the rug, one spoon in the glue One extra shadow along the ledge I moved the vase, I moved the box Still the extra legs held their ground The clock clicked once, then twelve-forty-two And the chair made the room feel round I touched the wood, then my mouth went dry I checked the latch, I checked the light One more shape in the quiet Sitting there with no goodbye Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At seven, the kettle hissed in the kitchen Steam on the glass, one plate in the sink I pulled out the chair, then left it standing Like it knew more than I could think Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair