Cups on the Bench
Style: Indie folk

[Verse 1]
Three cups left out in the damp
Still holding on to the laughter
Nobody rushed to leave this park
We stayed for you, and stayed after

[Pre-chorus]
Candles are lit, the room's gone quiet
Somebody's counting how old you are
We're leaning in before the riot

[Chorus]
Mohammed, we came here for you
Let every glass be raised and slammed
Nobody else could fill this room
Happy birthday, Mohammed

[Verse 2]
You always talk till the light gives out
Keep the bench warm past the cold
Somehow you make the small hours count
Turning a Tuesday into gold

[Bridge]
Another year, you crammed it full
Of people who came just to see you
Nothing about you feels ordinary
We're glad the world contains you

[Chorus]
Mohammed, we came here for you
Let every glass be raised and slammed
Nobody else could fill this room
Happy birthday, Mohammed

[Outro]
Those cups will sit there till morning
Just like this love, still standing

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