SPRINKLER LIGHT
Writes about a summer that may not have happened the way she remembers it
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- A major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.35
- vocal at
- 2.1s
- length
- 2:42
- language
- En
lyrics
(a sprinkler ticking around) Orange soda going flat On the porch rail where we sat Your bike lies sideways on the lawn The wheel spins on and on and on (on and on) Someone's mom calls out a name (a name, a name) The evening answers just the same Gold in the sprinkler light Bare feet, borrowed bikes, all right Gold in the sprinkler light Ten years old for one more night Gold in the sprinkler light (gold... gold...) Your CD binder, zipped and fat Sharpie stars on this and that We played track four until it skipped Then loved the skip — our secret script (our secret script) If I could ride back down that street (that street) I'd let the sprinkler soak my feet Gold in the sprinkler light Bare feet, borrowed bikes, all right Gold in the sprinkler light Ten years old for one more night Gold in the sprinkler light (gold... gold...) (the wheel slows... stops) Still gold.