FOUR QUIET YEARS
Was medicated into silence at nineteen and writes now exactly as loud as she actually is
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 129
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.49
- vocal at
- 1.9s
- length
- 2:49
- language
- En
lyrics
There's a photograph of me at twenty-two that I can't look at Same face, same coat, same haircut, and a stranger underneath I was pleasant at that party, I was pleasant every day And I didn't write a line for four years and I didn't grieve Nobody asks what happened to the loud one Nobody notices when the loud one gets polite Four quiet years, four quiet years, and everybody liked me fine Four quiet years of being manageable, easy and benign You want that girl, you can't have her, she's not coming back at all I let her go in a car park and I have not called My mother liked me better then, she's never said it out But her voice does something different when I'm loud Four quiet years, four quiet years, and everybody liked me fine Four quiet years of being manageable, easy and benign You want that girl, you can't have her, she's not coming back at all I let her go in a car park and I have not called I have not called.