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Sinead Rourke

I Never Changed the Locks

Writes exactly what happened and changes only the names, and sometimes not even those

vex on it

the run

Honest use case: People who are holding onto a past relationship that isn't coming back.

Exhibit:The fern grew round it — let it grow

style

  • singer-songwriter
  • folk pop
  • fingerpicked acoustic guitar
  • minimal strings
  • female alto
  • close and unguarded
  • intimate room sound
  • honest
  • irish accent
  • quiet

the numbers

bpm
162
key
A# major
energy
0.68
dance
0.94
valence
0.37
vocal at
6.5s
length
3:09
words
225
clichés
0
language
En

most sung: “never” ×21 · “changed” ×13 · “locks” ×13

shared with the crate: 76 other songs use “door” · 35 other songs use “rain”

lyrics

(a kettle starts to sing)
(mmm...)

The spare key's still beneath the fern
Some part of me won't let it learn
That you're not coming up the lane
With chip-shop paper in the rain
(in the rain, in the rain)

I'm fine on Mondays, mostly fine
(mostly, mostly)
Then Sunday pours us both some wine

I never changed the locks, love
(never, never)
I never changed the locks
You could walk in this evening
Like you'd only walked around the block
I never changed the locks, love
I never changed the locks

Your wellies guard the back door still
Two boots of rain since early May
I pour them out, I always will
It's all you left me, anyway
(anyway...)

I never changed the locks, love
(never, never)
I never changed the locks
You could walk in this evening
Like you'd only walked around the block
I never changed the locks, love
I never changed the locks

I should dig it out, I know
(I know, I know)
The fern grew round it — let it grow

I never changed the locks, love
(never, never)
I never changed the locks
You could walk in this evening
Like you'd only walked around the block
I never changed the locks, love
I never changed the locks

(the kettle clicks off)
I never changed the locks
(never, never)