Keep it like this
Played to eleven people for six years and then to eleven thousand in one summer
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 2.2s
- length
- 3:43
- language
- En
lyrics
Marmite jar in the footwell, wobbling by your shoe Seven-forty on the dash, rain on the windscreen blue Your coat on the back seat, zipped up and still We pass Bramley fields, and the cabin sits still You tap the ash from your thumb, then stare ahead M1 hum in the tyres, nothing needs said Your hand finds the radio, then leaves it alone I know the way home now, by the weight in the bone Keep it like this Keep it like this Keep it like this Keep it like this No need to fix it No need to fix it No need to fix it No need to fix it Tesco bag on the seat with the pears gone soft Your boots leave chalk on the mat where you kicked them off The heater blows warm through a chip-paper crack We miss the last turn, then laugh, then turn back You nod at a roundabout, I nod at the line Your tea’s gone cold in the cup, mine’s warm in time The engine ticks low when we stop at the gate You reach for your keys, and we both just wait Keep it like this Keep it like this Keep it like this Keep it like this No need to fix it No need to fix it No need to fix it No need to fix it Boots on the gravel, bag on your shoulder Wet sleeves, porch mat, the night getting older One small grin, then the door half shut Then the car breathes out, and I’m heading back up Keep it like this Keep it like this Keep it like this Keep it like this No need to fix it No need to fix it No need to fix it No need to fix it