I took your word

the numbers

bpm

144

key

G major

energy

0.72

dance

0.95

valence

0.53

vocal at

3.5s

length

3:13

language

En

lyrics

You handed me a name for the kettle on the sill

I said it once in July, then I said it still

Mam heard me laugh in the yard by the spinney gate

Now even on my own tongue, your word arrives too late

On Shop Street I caught it

By the butcher’s red wall

I went to say my own way

And yours came first of all

I took your word

I took your word

I took your word

I took your word

And now it lives in my mouth

At the fish stall, cold rain on the plastic crate

I reached for the old local phrase, but I copied your state

Fiona grinned over chips in the boot of the car

Said, “That’s not your mouth anymore, that’s where mine are”

I took your word

I took your word

I took your word

I took your word

And now it lives in my mouth

By the Corrib wall, I tried to wash it clean

But it clung like salt on my sleeves, like a name I’d seen

So I let it sit there, plain as the rain on stone

Your word in my weather, and my voice made it home

I took your word

I took your word

I took your word

I took your word

And now it lives in my mouth