First bowl home

the numbers

bpm

108

key

C# major

energy

0.76

dance

0.91

valence

0.59

vocal at

6.3s

length

2:25

language

Ko

lyrics

Cardboard by the door

I set down the rice in a blue ceramic bowl

One mug, one fork, one pan on the stove

Steam on the window, I watch it unfold

The sink still shines from the noon light

I cut one scallion, thin and white

My name is taped on a carton stack

I hear the chop, I don’t look back

First bowl home

First bowl home

First bowl home

First bowl home

Salt on my tongue

Lids off, one by one

First bowl home

First bowl home

The fridge makes a hum, soft and low

Half a lemon on the shelf below

I crack one egg, let the yolk stay whole

Fold in the soy, watch the edges go gold

The spoon makes circles in the bowl

Tiny brown table, two legs, wobble slow

My shoes by the wall, my keys in a dish

I made this room with a hand like this

First bowl home

First bowl home

First bowl home

First bowl home

Salt on my tongue

Lids off, one by one

First bowl home

First bowl home

The first spoonful

A little too hot

I laugh alone

Then I don’t stop

The boxes wait

But I’m here now

Apron tied loose

I learned it somehow

First bowl home

First bowl home

First bowl home

First bowl home

Salt on my tongue

Lids off, one by one

First bowl home

First bowl home