Broken Clay

style

• italian pop
• modern euro-pop production
• powerful expressive female vocal
• huge melodic chorus
• dance-adjacent drums
• dramatic delivery
• italian accent
• glossy and passionate
• italian accent
• passionate

the numbers

bpm

129

key

D# major

energy

0.66

dance

0.93

valence

0.65

vocal at

2.5s

length

2:50

language

It

lyrics

The balcony, the cracked red pot,
the basil growing through the split.
You left in March and I did not —
I stayed and watered every bit.

The crack is where the water goes.
The crack is how the root still grows.

Still I bloom, still I bloom,
in broken clay, in empty rooms,
still I bloom, still I bloom,
you took the sun — I found the moon.
Amore, look at me now: still I bloom.

Your coffee cup sat on the shelf.
I boxed your winter by myself.
I played our last song one more time,
then raised the needle. That was mine.

Still I bloom, still I bloom,
in broken clay, in empty rooms,
still I bloom, still I bloom,
you took the sun — I found the moon.
Amore, look at me now: still I bloom.

Rain across the terracotta,
every drop a little opera.
I sing louder than the weather.
Broken things hold light much better.

Still I bloom, still I bloom,
in broken clay, in empty rooms,
still I bloom, still I bloom,
you took the sun — I found the moon.
Amore, look at me now: still I bloom.

Still I bloom...
Look at me — still I bloom.