HE PUTS THE KETTLE ON
Keeps a notebook of things people said to her and dates them like evidence
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.67
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 4.0s
- length
- 2:59
- language
- En
lyrics
(the kettle) Eleven years I've driven the long way round the water Twenty extra minutes to arrive as who I am And every single time I've walked in through that door There has been a cup of tea that was made too early He puts the kettle on (the kettle on) When I'm at the water, kettle on Not when I'm at the door, kettle on Kettle on He puts the kettle on, kettle on, kettle on He has timed my hiding place down to the minute He puts the kettle on, kettle on, kettle on Eleven years and neither of us says a word (key change up) I asked him. Finally. In March. Why he never mentioned it. He said "you'd have stopped doing it if I said." So he let me keep the twenty minutes. For eleven years. He puts the kettle on, kettle on, kettle on He has timed my hiding place down to the minute He puts the kettle on, kettle on, kettle on Eleven years and neither of us says a word (the kettle on...)
