A vocal-led Lagos Jazz chapter in Adaeze Gray's Tables After Closing sequence, built around two chairs face each other after everyone has gone.
[Verse 1]
Two chairs face each other after everyone has gone.
Every window holds a different piece of night.
I keep my hands steady and listen for the change.
[Pre-Chorus]
We let the bass walk slowly through what neither rushed.
I hear the answer underneath the moving air.
[Chorus]
Two Chairs, No Hurry, stay with me through the turning.
Two Chairs, No Hurry, say the thing the dark could not erase.
Turn the hard minute into something we can hold.
We will know the way by how the last word lands.
[Verse 2]
The hour moves forward, leaving room around the truth.
I meet it without hurry, without dressing it in gold.
What was only distance becomes a road beneath us.
What was only silence finds a voice and finds a home.
[Bridge]
No borrowed thunder, no convenient ending.
Only breath, only ground, only one clear name.
[Final Chorus]
Two Chairs, No Hurry, stay with me through the turning.
Turn the hard minute into something we can hold.
We will know the way by how the last word lands.
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