Keep the voicemail
Was in a band that got famous for one song and left before the second album without explaining
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 4.0s
- length
- 2:31
- language
- En
lyrics
I saved your message on my old Nokia Three blue bars, then your voice in the hall Queen and Spadina under grey February I still hear your laugh in my cracked black wall I let it play through the click and the tone Your sweater on my chair, your mug by the sink I don't press delete when I'm home alone I let your last word hang on the brink Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail The screen is scratched up, but your name stays bright At 11:14, your call came through I loop that minute on a winter night While the kettle ticks in the kitchen too You said you'd send a postcard, "maybe soon" But the mailbox stays cold, all week long So I hold your breath inside my room And I let that old file keep me wrong Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail I know your train took you west for good Past the DVP, past the last green sign Still, I hear your mouth in the headphones hood Like you never left, like you're still on the line Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail Keep the voicemail