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AUGUST QUIETLY

BUTTON TIN

Records at 2am in a wardrobe so nobody in the house can hear the words

style

  • bedroom pop
  • whispered intimate female vocal barely above breath
  • muted guitar
  • soft brushed drums
  • diaristic and unguarded
  • close-mic production
  • american accent
  • tender and small
  • american accent
  • tender

the numbers

bpm
96
key
A# major
energy
0.67
dance
0.89
valence
0.29
vocal at
6.2s
length
3:21
language
En

lyrics

(a lid twists open)
(buttons spill on wood)

Your biscuit tin was never sweets
Just buttons, sorted, incomplete
A brass one from a coat long gone
You saved the coat's whole life in bronze
(soft, soft)

I tip them out across the floor
And sort them like you did before
(like you did)

You kept everything
You kept everything
The world let go, you held the string
You kept everything
Every small unwanted thing
You kept everything
(everything, everything)

Your glasses folded on the sill
The needle's still got thread to spill
Half a hem you meant to mend
I'll wear it broken to the end
(to the end)

They boxed the house in half a day
I stole the tin and walked away
(walked away)

You kept everything
You kept everything
The world let go, you held the string
You kept everything
Every small unwanted thing
You kept everything
(everything, everything)

If keeping's how you loved us, then
I'm learning how to love again
(a button rolls, and stops)

You kept everything
You kept everything
Every small unwanted thing
You kept everything
(everything)

(mmm... mmm)
I sewed one button in my coat
Now you go everywhere I go
(soft, soft)