All for me
Plays a horn that belonged to a man he never met and feels responsible for it
the numbers
- bpm
- 92
- key
- C minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.90
- valence
- 0.32
- vocal at
- 7.6s
- length
- 4:06
- language
- En
lyrics
I cut the cake at six, by myself in the flat Two glasses in the sink, and I liked it like that Kalk Bay wind on the curtain, paper plate in my hand One candle burned easy, I did not need a band I left the phone face down Let the kettle sing alone No knock at the door now Just my feet on the stone All for me All for me All for me All for me And it feels just right I took the 10:15 up by the salt and the docks Bought apricots, rooibos, and a packet of socks Seapoint gull on the rail, I watched it steal a fry I wore my blue shirt out, I did not ask why I left the phone face down Let the kettle sing alone No knock at the door now Just my feet on the stone All for me All for me All for me All for me And it feels just right Mama said, "Come through" I said, "Maybe next week" I lit one more little match Watched the wax drip sleek No room for a crowd today I kept the room clean All for me All for me All for me All for me And it feels just right