Kept it tucked
Studied engineering and dropped out one term short; raps about the maths of getting out
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.40
- vocal at
- 1.6s
- length
- 1:46
- language
- En
lyrics
Mum rang once, said "drive safe" Dad stayed quiet by the gate School shoes split, rain on the slate I still came home late He didn't clap when I moved up Just that nod and a half-sipped cup On the shelf, by the sugar tub My name card, taped up Didn't say the word, didn't say it once But I seen that thing in the way he'd done On my desk, neat by the old alarm That little proof sat warm Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Found my report in a blue envelope Creased at the edge, held with a biro note "Bring it home" in his blocky stroke That hit more than praise he never spoke He left it by the kettle, plain Next to a Tesco receipt with rain No big speech, no champagne Just my name in the kitchen frame Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Now I get why he moved that way Hands on his back, still fixed my tray Never had the words to say Still made space every day Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Kept it tucked Kept it tucked