Marble on my shoes
Sings rebetiko melodies over drum machines and considers it a form of haunting
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- B major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.44
- vocal at
- 22.6s
- length
- 4:32
- language
- Gr
lyrics
I cut through Exarchia with a split red lip At 2:14, my heel bent in the rain Your ash on my cuff, and the metro had quit I carried your key till it bit like a chain The bakery gate rattled open, then shut A dog under plastic kept shaking its head I tasted cheap ouzo, copper, and grit Each step on the tiles sounded louder than dread Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes I walked it home with my mouth set hard By Syntagma square, the buses were thin A scarf from the curb caught around my knee Your voice in my coat with the lining worn in I brushed off the dust from the steps by the sea At the kiosk, the man rolled down the steel I bought one cold water in a dented tin cup The label tore clean and I watched it peel Like the last of your name when I wouldn't look up Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes I walked it home with my mouth set hard At my door, the brass knocker slept in my palm One white tile cracked where I dropped my ring The room held its breath like a locked-up storm I left your jacket on the chair by the sink Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes Marble on my shoes I walked it home with my mouth set hard