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The Quiet Miles

I kept the keyring

Four friends who record in a garage and refuse to move to a real studio

the numbers

bpm
92
key
A# major
energy
0.71
dance
0.91
valence
0.37
vocal at
1.5s
length
3:34
language
En

lyrics

I slid the brass key off your chain

At the west side table by the screen door latch

You said, “Just bring the lock back plain”

I folded my hands around the little steel catch

Now the ring sits heavy in my coat

Beside the receipt from Mound Street Deli

One key for your place, one for my note

And the rest of it jingle when I turn the key

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

You can have the door

I took the bus past North Market stalls

With your old label tucked in my back jean seam

At 5:12, in the pale gray hall

I put the key on the counter by the vending machine

You only asked for the one that fit

But the ring stayed warm in my pocket till dawn

I walked back home with the empty split

And every little circle still hanging on

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

You can have the door

If you ever need that brass again

I’ll leave it by the blue mailbox down your block

But the ring is mine, and that’s the end

A small tin circle and a dented lock

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

I kept the keyring

You can have the door