Box by box
A collective, not a person
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.76
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.57
- vocal at
- 16.4s
- length
- 2:33
- language
- En
lyrics
We cleared out the lounge, Monday in Soweto Blue ice tray, one cracked plate, and a bent old photo I found church envelopes tucked in the sugar tin A pair of school reports, your name written thin Boxes by the door, dust on my hands I held that brown watch, still under bands Then I saw the drawer, tight with glue What you kept back there, I never knew Box by box Box by box Box by box Box by box What you kept In the spare room, two coats on the nail One green candle stump and a black postal scale The Mielie meal sack had coins in the seam And your market card was folded with a receipt Box by box Box by box Box by box Box by box What you kept Late sun on the tiles, kettle marks by the sink I packed your red cups and stood there to think Now the truck waits outside, engine low I leave with your things, and I still don’t know Box by box Box by box Box by box Box by box What you kept