Everybody Gets a Chorus

Save a little song for her

Two hundred tickets in a small blue tray
She finds the sleeves we can't describe
Mouths every word behind the counter
Stops on the chorus for another coat
The people dance with empty shoulders
She keeps their winter in a row
I catch her singing through the hatch
I ask which song she wants to dance to

Not just the hands that fill the air
The hands that made a place for us

Everybody gets a chorus
Not just the voices that you heard
If this room belongs to all of us
Everybody gets a turn

Her friend clocks in and takes the counter
Says, "Go on, I've got your break"
The DJ sees her coming closer
And gives her song the room it takes
She doesn't need a grand announcement
She finds a friend beside the drums
And sings the part she always misses
When another ticket comes

Everybody gets a chorus
Not just the voices that you heard
If this room belongs to all of us
Everybody gets a turn

Don't call the whole room free
If she only hears it from the hatch
Tonight we kept a place beside us
And someone stayed to watch her back

Everybody gets a chorus
Listen to the voice we hadn't heard
Now this room belongs to more of us
Everybody gets a turn

One for her
One for all of us

Everybody gets a chorus
She knows every word