Stay there, stay there
Two months a year the sun does not rise where she lives
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- C minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.44
- vocal at
- 5.2s
- length
- 3:22
- language
- No
lyrics
Your jacket lives on the chair by the sink Blue wool sleeve folded over the brink I left the salt in the cuff, let it stay Did not wash it out, not yet, anyway At seven-thirty the kettle begins I touch the button, I count all the pins Your name on the label, worn thin at the seam I keep it that way, like a small, sharp dream Stay there, stay there Stay there, stay there I left it there for you Stay there, stay there By the window the rain taps the pane Little grey threads on the hem from the train I folded the collar, then folded my hands Kept the road dust there from Kvaløysletta sands At nine-fifteen I moved the chair slow One teak leg scraped on the kitchen floor I smelled wet lanolin, cold cedar, soap Then set it back where the daylight could cope Stay there, stay there Stay there, stay there I left it there for you Stay there, stay there At midnight the room is a bowl of soft air The hooks in the hall keep their own little stare I could scrub the salt, I could make it all new But the sleeves know my hands, and they keep what is true Stay there, stay there Stay there, stay there I left it there for you Stay there, stay there