You came in quiet
Barber turned artist
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.90
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 13.3s
- length
- 2:59
- language
- En
lyrics
I came in at six, with plantain in foil Blue cup on the table, the fan on full coil One chair by the wall where the shoes had been lined Then I saw two plates set, side by side Your bag on the armrest, your scarf on the frame No one said a thing, but the room knew your name I touched the new seat, smooth wood, painted white And the clock on the microwave blinked on with the light No door talk No phone call Just a chair in the room And my chest went soft I looked once Then I looked twice Something settled in me Like rain on stone tiles Second chair, second chair (second chair) Second chair, second chair (second chair) Second chair, second chair (second chair) You came in quiet At Adabraka market, I bought two mangoes small Put one in my pocket, kept one in the shawl When I came back home, there was water in glass And that empty corner was not empty at last The mat by the sink had a second dry print Your slippers by the door, one turned at the tip I laughed to myself, then I shut the gate slow Like the whole house leaned in, and already you know Second chair, second chair (second chair) Second chair, second chair (second chair) Second chair, second chair (second chair) You came in quiet I didn’t hear steps I didn’t hear keys But the room changed shape With the breeze from the trees I pulled out the chair Let it stay where it stood Some things arrive And they sit like they should Second chair, second chair (second chair) Second chair, second chair (second chair) Second chair, second chair (second chair) You came in quiet
