Nonna said so
Vintage dealer by day; every song is built around a synth she refused to sell
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.61
- vocal at
- 3.5s
- length
- 3:24
- language
- It
lyrics
At the kitchen table, red-check cloth She cut the pears at eight, then crossed her oath Your name on her lips, like a coin in rain She waved off the room with a single plain She dusted the frame, checked the lace by hand Pinned your photo up with a hairpin band She said, “Let them talk, let them stand in line” Her watch clicked nine, and she smiled, “You’re mine” Nonna said so Nonna said so Nonna said so Nonna said so Who cares what they know Who cares what they know She wore brown shoes to the market square Bought two figs, one for you, one to spare Your coat on the chair by the open hall She chose your side and she answered them all She turned down the radio, turned up the fan Brushed flour from her sleeve with a steady hand She said, “If they blink, let them blink away” Then kissed your cheek like it was Sunday Nonna said so Nonna said so Nonna said so Nonna said so Who cares what they know Who cares what they know At half past ten, by the blue front door She tied your scarf like she’d done before One look from her, and the whole room froze Then she laughed low, “That’s how it goes” Nonna said so Nonna said so Nonna said so Nonna said so Who cares what they know Who cares what they know