Say it slow, say it slow
Grew up between two flags and claims neither
the numbers
- bpm
- 96
- key
- A# minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 5.9s
- length
- 3:25
- language
- Sp
lyrics
You showed me the bolt with a dime in your hand At the blue Formica table by the sink You kept the screw loose, then made me hold the stand While the coffee on the burner got a kink You said, "Watch my fingers," then missed the mark Dropped the washer in the grease by your boot I wrote down every move on a yellow pad at dark Still your good intention came out mute You were patient with the mess Tapping twice on the tin I tried to learn your best But your hands kept moving in Say it slow, say it slow Say it slow, say it slow I can learn, I can learn If you let me know Say it slow, say it slow At the H-E-B lot, you traced a route on a receipt From Culebra to the brake shop off Zarzamora You pointed at the map with a chipped red meat And your story ran ahead of your tomorrow I held the socket wrench, cold in my palm You named every part like a prayer gone wrong You meant me no harm, just the calm Of a lesson too rushed and too long Say it slow, say it slow Say it slow, say it slow I can learn, I can learn If you let me know Say it slow, say it slow You laughed when I blurred every step in the chain Then handed me the rag and the missing screw On the porch, in the heat, you started again Like kindness is a job some people do Say it slow, say it slow Say it slow, say it slow I can learn, I can learn If you let me know Say it slow, say it slow