Second ring
Mother stayed in Lagos
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.89
- valence
- 0.53
- vocal at
- 11.0s
- length
- 2:09
- language
- En
lyrics
From Lagos to Peckham, you saved my night Phone face on my cheek, blue glow in the light Half-past three, I missed my stop on the way You answered at once, made the hours stay Second ring, you knew it was me Keys in my bowl, your name on the screen I was a mess with my coat half-zipped You said, “I got you,” and my breath went still Second ring Second ring Second ring Second ring You pull me back in Second ring Second ring Second ring Second ring You never let me sink Rye Lane rain on a takeaway bag Cold chips gone soft, still I came back You at your window, hair tied low One more joke and the whole room slowed Second ring Second ring Second ring Second ring You pull me back in Second ring Second ring Second ring Second ring You never let me sink If I call from the bus, from the sofa, from the rain If my voice shakes loose, you say my name One ring, two ring, then you’re there Peckham to Lagos, you still care Second ring Second ring Second ring Second ring You pull me back in Second ring Second ring Second ring Second ring You never let me sink