Second chair, second chair
Former church organist
the numbers
- bpm
- 89
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.77
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 4.2s
- length
- 3:17
- language
- En
lyrics
At 6:14, the room held one chair Chrome legs, green vinyl, pushed by the stair I left my coat on the nail by the door Next to the toolbox, still on the floor The window had dust in a hard gray band The second chair sat where I hadn’t planned No voice in the hallway, no knock, no sound Just two square seats on the concrete ground I counted the bolts in the table frame I said your name, but the air stayed the same My hand hit the backrest, cold and bare Then I saw the shape of a second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At 7:03, I dragged one seat near The linoleum sang, sharp and clear The other one waited by the cinderblock wall Like it had been there through it all I checked every latch on the metal door The radio cracked from the service floor Nobody came in, nobody asked Two chairs stood still in the welding blast I wiped the top rail with a red shop rag My breath kept fogging the cracked glass The room held tight like a watched-down prayer Then I saw the shape of a second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair At midnight, the fan cut the heat to steel I sat on the edge, trying to feel If the seat beside me would answer back But it only waited in the darkened stack Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair Second chair, second chair