Ground Floor, Again
Mother stayed in Lagos
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.77
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 12.7s
- length
- 2:24
- language
- En
lyrics
(Peckham Rye) My mother sends me photographs of light I cannot use Lagos in October, forty degrees of gold And I send back a common and a grey September sky And a man selling mangoes outside Peckham Rye Peckham Rye (Peckham Rye) He knows my order, Peckham Rye Same as her market woman, Peckham Rye Peckham Rye Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye I found the same mango in a different country Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye And that is how a person makes a home She came in June. I was afraid of what she'd see. She bought four mangoes off him and they talked for twenty minutes in a language I have lost half of, and she said "this one is fine." (LOG DRUM RETURNS) Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye I found the same mango in a different country Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye, Peckham Rye And that is how a person makes a home (Peckham Rye...)
