You paid my fare
Played to eleven people for six years and then to eleven thousand in one summer
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- G# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 2.1s
- length
- 3:21
- language
- En
lyrics
I missed the bus on Headrow, coat soaked through in the rain Pint glass still on the bar, my phone read half past ten again I stood by the chip shop, counting coins in my hand Then you split your brolly slow and said, "You look rough, mate, stand" You nodded at the queue Said, "Go on through" You didn't ask why Just looked me in the eye You paid my fare You paid my fare You paid my fare You paid my fare And the whole day cracked open there At Kirkgate, my shoelace went slack by the ticket machine I dropped my last tenner in a puddle, cold and green You bent down first, picked it up by the corner of the bend Then bought two tea bags and said, "Take one, pal, for your end" You nodded at the queue Said, "Go on through" You didn't ask why Just looked me in the eye You paid my fare You paid my fare You paid my fare You paid my fare And the whole day cracked open there Back on the 49, I watched the wet glass run Your scratched-up silver ring caught the light from the sun No grand speech, no parade, just a hand when I was low Leeds kept moving round us, but I moved a bit more slow You paid my fare You paid my fare You paid my fare You paid my fare And the whole day cracked open there