Show me slow
Chaos finds her and she surfs it; permanently sandy, permanently optimistic
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- C major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.59
- vocal at
- 1.4s
- length
- 2:32
- language
- En
lyrics
You stood by my bike, by the gate Thumb on the chain, said, “Wait” Your hands were patient, yours were raw Mine got the lesson, sort of, in a stall You tied my knot with a red rubber band I copied your loop with my left hand You smiled like I was close, then not I kicked the curb and lost the knot You said, “No rush, just try again” I nodded once, then missed the bend Your patience wore a grease-stained grin And somehow I stayed in it Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow I’m getting there, just not today At the pool, you taught me the turn My goggles slipped, but I watched and learned You counted beats on the concrete edge I jumped too soon and clipped the ledge You wiped the water off my wrist Said, “Again,” with a tired little twist I laughed at the bruise on my shin You said, “That’s how the good stuff begins” Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow I’m getting there, just not today In the Stanford lot by the tennis courts You kept it simple in a hundred sorts One hand steady, one hand free You taught me bad, but patiently Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow I’m getting there, just not today