I stopped checking

the numbers

bpm

103

key

D# minor

energy

0.73

dance

0.87

valence

0.45

vocal at

6.8s

length

2:34

language

En

lyrics

This morning by the kettle and the enamel bowl

I reached for your name, then I let it go

On Okaishie road, with plantain and my change

I kept my phone face down, let the screen stay blank

My thumb found the place, then it missed the door

No red dot, no pull, I don’t need it anymore

I watched the day move on, like a Trotro on time

When your face did not call me, I felt fine

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

Your picture stayed there, I didn’t look back

At Makola, I paid with the last of my notes

The fan spun slow while the seller bagged the coat

Your old chat sat quiet, under dust and rain

I passed that little ache, and I did not return again

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

Your picture stayed there, I didn’t look back

Now the night is a plate with rice and stew

My phone stays on the table when I talk to you

If your name tries my nerve, I let it pass

I found my own pace, and it came back fast

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

Your picture stayed there, I didn’t look back