First pot, first heat, first bite

the numbers

bpm

96

key

C major

energy

0.72

dance

0.93

valence

0.44

vocal at

4.2s

length

4:01

language

Gr

lyrics

I carried in the basil and bread

A dented pan, a bruised lemon red

The sink still held a chalky trace

From your old bottle by the drain in place

Seven tiles, one crooked spoon

Steam hit the glass at half past noon

I heard my keys in the bowl of steel

And the room began to feel real

First pot, first heat, first bite

First pot, first heat, tonight

First pot, first heat, first bite

First pot, first heat, tonight

The oil spread thin on the silver pan

Garlic split open under my hand

I salted slow, I watched it turn

A small brown edge, a steady burn

By the window, the laundry swayed

No chair was missing, no bed was made

I set two plates by the chipped blue wall

And listened to the spoon tap the bowl

First pot, first heat, first bite

First pot, first heat, tonight

First pot, first heat, first bite

First pot, first heat, tonight

At eighteen forty, the rice went soft

I ate standing up with the hood pulled off

One mouthful, then the silence came

My name on the steam, my own last name

First pot, first heat, first bite

First pot, first heat, tonight

First pot, first heat, first bite

First pot, first heat, tonight