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THE COATS GO ON

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

vex on it

after hours

Honest use case: This is for the artist who struggles with giving their all, for the listener who appreciates the vulnerability and power of a full-hearted performance, and for the audience member who has left a show feeling the lingering impact.

Exhibit: “One is what the whole building was constructed to make possible.”

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: 144
key: A# major
energy: 0.68
dance: 0.93
valence: 0.42
vocal at: 13.8s
length: 3:56
words: 188
clichés: 0
language: En

most sung: “coats” ×5 · “would” ×5 · “one” ×5

lyrics

(the coats)

Somewhere in the second verse a woman finds her sleeve
And a man three rows behind her decides that this is fine
And the sound a theatre makes when it begins to leave
Is paper, and it is the loudest thing I know

And the coats go on
And I sing it the size it was written

You could sing it smaller. Nobody would ever say a word.
You could take the top note out and no one in that room would know.
And you would know, and you would do it again next Tuesday
And in a year you would be somebody who sings things smaller

And the coats go on
And I sing it the size it was written

There is always one. Not always for me. Sometimes for the quiet.
And one is not a small number, one is the entire architecture.
One is what the whole building was constructed to make possible.

And the coats go on
And I sing it the size it was written
And the coats go on
And I give them all of it anyway

(all of it...)