Cup on the Chair
Style: Ceilidh jig

[Verse 1]
A cardboard cup on a folding chair
Steam still rising, going nowhere
Somebody left it waiting there
But you make waiting feel like care

[Pre-chorus]
Every plain thing turns to gold
When you walk in from the cold
So let the room get up and hold

[Chorus]
Noor, Noor, light of this place
Nothing round you feels erased
You turn the ordinary pure
Happy birthday, Noor, endure

[Verse 2]
The launderette hums, the wheels go round
Same old spin, same old sound
But you walk in and change the ground
Suddenly the world feels found

[Chorus]
Noor, Noor, light of this place
Nothing round you feels erased
You turn the ordinary pure
Happy birthday, Noor, endure

[Bridge]
Raise your cups, whatever they hold
Raise them warm, raise them bold
One more year for us to say
You made an ordinary day

[Chorus]
Noor, Noor, light of this place
Nothing round you feels erased
You turn the ordinary pure
Happy birthday, Noor, endure

[Outro]
That cup still sits on its folding chair
But we found something better there

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