Who’s Writing This

Poslechni si písničku k videu, kde se dohadují čtyři holky, která z nich to vlastně píše.

Čtyři holky u jednoho stolu. Jedna cítí, druhá má nadhled, třetí počítá čárky, čtvrtá chce, ať to konečně vyjde.

A pátá židle zůstává prázdná. Patří muži, který o své roli v tomhle vyprávění nejspíš netuší.

Na doslovné pravdě přeci nezáleží. Jediným motorem, který drží příběh i život pohromadě, je jeho vlastní rytmus.

Who’s Writing This

[Verse 1]
She says I never said that,
bare feet up on the sill.
The other says you could have,
and holds her cold tea still.

[Verse 2]
The third one counts the commas,
she never lifts her head.
The fourth one pours another
and says just print it, print it as it's said.

[Pre-Chorus]
So who's writing this?
Who's writing this?

[Chorus]
He won't know it was him,
he never did, he never will.
There's a fifth chair at the table
staying empty, standing still.

[Verse 3]
How much of it is true, love?
All of it. Or none.
The rhythm is the only thing
that keeps a story running.

[Pre-Chorus]
So who's writing this?
Who's writing this?

[Chorus]
He won't know it was him,
he never did, he never will.
There's a fifth chair at the table
staying empty, standing still.

[Bridge]
And what did he say?
And what did he say?
Nobody answers,
and the page just turns away.

[Outro]
Who's writing this.
He won't know it's him.
He never did.