THE WAITING ROOM
Stanford ML student, cheerleader, surfer, and a whole second life nobody on campus knows about
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 129
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.56
- vocal at
- 3.4s
- length
- 2:21
- language
- En
lyrics
(the waiting room) I counted every face on that door like a scoreboard The dog, the second husband, a man called Dave from security And then I saw where she was looking when I made my speech Top left. A woman in a coat. Since ninety-four. The waiting room (waiting room) That fridge is a waiting room For everyone who can't come round, waiting room Waiting room The waiting room, waiting room, the waiting room It is not a list of who she loves the most The waiting room, waiting room, the waiting room It is a list of who cannot walk in the door Dave is on there because Dave was kind about her mother. One line in a letter. He probably does not remember writing it. And he is up there with her mum for as long as that fridge lives. (DRUMS SLAM BACK) The waiting room, waiting room, the waiting room It is not a list of who she loves the most The waiting room, waiting room, the waiting room It is a list of who cannot walk in the door (top left...)
