Second chair, second chair
Co-founder who surfs at dawn, journals every night, and has strong opinions about drops and transitions
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.48
- vocal at
- 3.1s
- length
- 4:54
- language
- En
lyrics
I set two cups by the sink At 7:14, I blink One chair sat by the wall Then there was another, small No note on the table edge No scrape marks under the ledge I touched the backrest, cool Like it always knew the rule Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At the window, waiting there Second chair, second chair Blue towel folded in half Salt on the tile in a path You left a mug by the sink I stood there, not even a blink Same pale wood, same worn arm Same place under the glass jar The room stayed plain and still Like it changed by someone’s will Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At the window, waiting there Second chair, second chair I don’t ask, I just pass through Bare feet on the cold bamboo One more seat in the row By the tide, soft and slow Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At the window, waiting there Second chair, second chair