I can go, I can go

the numbers

bpm

172

key

A# major

energy

0.72

dance

0.95

valence

0.48

vocal at

1.2s

length

2:11

language

En

lyrics

I found the new lock on the karaka gate

Your gumboots wait by the laundry tray

The letterbox wears a different name

And the bach smells like today, not May

I stood by the sink, cold under my hand

Counted six blue cups, lined on the bench

You made your own room, you made your own plan

Now the tide pulls back through the mangrove trench

I can go, I can go

I can go, I can go

You got your own hands now

I can go, I can go

At Muriwai, the sand kept its line

Your old beach towel dried on the rail

The cousins all laughed in the next-door shade

No one called for me at the end of the meal

I watched the kettle lift, then settle down

A clean white mug with a chip on the lip

You turned the key and you held your ground

I felt my place slide off with the slip

I can go, I can go

I can go, I can go

You got your own hands now

I can go, I can go

There’s a folding chair by the feijoa tree

One loose nail shining in the noon

I came back soft, with my shoes full of sand

But you were already whole in the room

I can go, I can go

I can go, I can go

You got your own hands now

I can go, I can go