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CATHEDRAL HOUR

THE ROOM ARRIVES

Played to eleven people for nine years and writes every song for eighty thousand anyway

style

  • anthem
  • stadium
  • huge reverb drums
  • massed crowd vocals
  • soaring male vocal
  • wide guitars
  • cinematic build
  • big singalong chorus
  • british accent
  • triumphant and enormous

the numbers

bpm
136
key
A# major
energy
0.65
dance
0.93
valence
0.50
vocal at
2.5s
length
2:38
language
En

lyrics

(nine years)

Somebody counted eleven and I have never forgotten the number
Not bitterly. As a measurement. As a place to start from.
You do not get to choose the size of the first room
You only get to choose how you sing in it

And every empty seat is a rehearsal
For a person who has not decided to come yet
And they are coming. That is not hope. That is arithmetic.

The room arrives, the room arrives
Late, and larger, and without an apology
The room arrives, the room arrives
And you had better have practised singing to it

(oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

Four hundred in Leeds in February and I could not look up
Because I would have cried and it was only February

The room arrives, the room arrives
Late, and larger, and without an apology
The room arrives, the room arrives
And you had better have practised singing to it

(oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

(eleven...)