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THE LAST ROW

STANDING OVATION

Sings the last song of the night in a theatre where nobody stays for the last song

style

  • theatrical
  • anthem
  • stadium ballad
  • piano and full orchestra
  • enormous dynamic build
  • belted female vocal
  • choir on final chorus
  • cinematic strings
  • irish accent
  • devastating and huge

the numbers

bpm
136
key
A# major
energy
0.67
dance
0.83
valence
0.45
vocal at
9.1s
length
3:18
language
En

lyrics

(the last song)

They start putting their coats on somewhere in the second verse
A theatre emptying is a tide that makes a sound like paper
And I have sung the last song of the night for nine years
To a room deciding, politely, that it has had enough

And you do not sing it smaller
That is the entire discipline
You sing it exactly the size it was written

Standing ovation, standing ovation
For the people who are already at the door
Standing ovation, standing ovation
I give it to them anyway, every night, all of it

Sometimes one person stays. Not for me. For the quiet.
And that is enough architecture to hold up a whole career.

Standing ovation, standing ovation
For the people who are already at the door
Standing ovation, standing ovation
I give it to them anyway, every night, all of it

Standing ovation, standing ovation
I give it to them anyway, every night, all of it

(all of it...)
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