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Jonas Berg

That was yours

Was a competitive swimmer

the numbers

bpm
123
key
G major
energy
0.71
dance
0.95
valence
0.50
vocal at
2.8s
length
2:52
language
En

lyrics

Your mug by the sink, blue rim chipped clean

Nine forty-two, rain on Vesterbro screens

You left your scarf on the chair by the door

I folded it once, then I folded it more

Now the room keeps your shape in the glass

My thumb on the play bar, stuck where we passed

The first note lands like a key in my chest

I let it run on, but it knows the rest

That was yours

That was yours

That was yours

That was yours

Now it plays in my room

By Nørreport, I bought coffee for two

Paper cup warm, but the lid stayed with you

Your voice on the chorus, thin in the mix

Still hits like a match on the edge of my lips

Now the room keeps your shape in the glass

My thumb on the play bar, stuck where we passed

The first note lands like a key in my chest

I let it run on, but it knows the rest

That was yours

That was yours

That was yours

That was yours

Now it plays in my room

I found the old file on a black USB

Wedged in a drawer by the train tickets we

Your name on the track, still sharp in the light

I almost delete it, then let it survive

That was yours

That was yours

That was yours

That was yours

Now it plays in my room