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Give Each Heart a Place

Give Each Heart a Place is a Suno song by Alex Merced blending grunge, published October 12, 2026. Hear it and view its verified details.

Type
Suno generation
Runtime
3:45
Published
Style
grunge · phonk · progressive
Suno model
v6

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Artwork for Give Each Heart a Place

How this recording was made

Created by Alex Merced with Suno; style tags, runtime, artwork, model version and lyrics are sourced from the public Suno recording metadata.

The musical arrangement and performance were generated with Suno from Alex’s creative direction. The title, published source, model label, style tags, artwork and text shown here come from the public recording metadata.

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[Verse 1]
You brought a chair from the corner shop
I wiped the dust from its crooked legs
We made room beside the chipped blue bowl
And heard your whole long week unfold

[Pre-Chorus]
Then someone came with a coat in their hands
And someone stayed till the dishes were dry
I keep turning to catch every face
While the soup cools down in the middle of us

[Chorus]
The table keeps growing, one chair at a time
I want every story, every laugh, every sign
But my hands can’t reach all the way around
Tell me, will there still be room when the next one comes?
The table keeps growing; I’m counting the seats
Trying to give each heart a place here with me

[Verse 2]
Your glass has a ring on the old pine grain
Their scarf is asleep on the back of a chair
I know who takes tea and who needs the window
But I missed your last sentence somewhere

[Pre-Chorus]
So pass me the bread, let the silence stay
No one has to earn their place tonight
I can look your way, then look theirs too
And ask you to start that story again

[Chorus]
The table keeps growing, one chair at a time
I want every story, every laugh, every sign
But my hands can’t reach all the way around
Tell me, will there still be room when the next one comes?
The table keeps growing; I’m counting the seats
Trying to give each heart a place here with me

[Bridge]
If I lose a word, take my sleeve
If I miss your eyes, say my name
There’s no perfect host at this table
Just a place we keep making again

[Final Chorus]
The table keeps growing, one chair at a time
We’ll trade the small stories, we’ll pass the good wine
I can’t hold every moment, but I can turn around
There is room in the circle when the next one comes
The table keeps growing; no one eats alone
Every new chair makes this place more our own

[Outro]
Pull it close, leave the doorway wide
There’s one more chair on the other side

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