Still at the door
Two months a year the sun does not rise where she lives
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.35
- vocal at
- 3.3s
- length
- 3:27
- language
- No
lyrics
The kettle left a skin of steam On the blue enamel ring Your boots were by the mat at six When the others fled the ring I folded the chair by the wall Kept your cup by the sink You stood where the coats had gone And said you’d stay to think Still at the door Still at the door Still at the door Still at the door By nine, the bread was hard as bark The radio mouthed thin rain You traced the frost on the windowpane Then stood in the hall again Still at the door Still at the door Still at the door Still at the door At half past two, the lamp burned low Your scarf hung over the chair I heard the lift hum down the hall But you were already there Still at the door Still at the door Still at the door Still at the door