Can't delete it
Sound engineer by trade who mixes for the physical feeling first and the tune second
the numbers
- bpm
- 117
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.59
- vocal at
- 3.0s
- length
- 3:29
- language
- En
lyrics
I found it in the jacket by the shed door Blue boatyard light on the damp back lane Your face on the print from the chemist store Thumb bent at the corner, down by Temple Meads train I put it in the drawer, then I took it out again Held it to the bin, then my hand froze fast The edges cut my thumb, little paper pain Now it's in my pocket, and it won't lie flat Can't delete it Can't delete it Can't delete it Can't delete it It's got your red scarf and the pub's chipped glass Two empty chairs, and a spill on the floor The date in the corner, from the summer bus pass I know every crease where your smile tore I shut my eyes tight, but it stays in view In the hall mirror, in the kettle's shine I turn the old lock, but it slips right through Like a wet note folded in half all night Can't delete it Can't delete it Can't delete it Can't delete it I took it to the sink with a mug and knife Ran cold tap water till my hands went pale Tried to soak the face out, tried to blur the life But the ink stayed hard like a rail Can't delete it Can't delete it Can't delete it Can't delete it