Still in the drawer
Refuses the industry's older-brother hierarchy and has paid for it in bookings
the numbers
- bpm
- 89
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 4.3s
- length
- 2:47
- language
- Ko
lyrics
The page was full by Tuesday night I folded your name in blue and white It sits in the drawer by the rice cooker Next to train tickets and one old lighter I passed Banwoldang with your text unsent My thumb on the screen, my nerve all spent Rain on my sleeve, three stops to home I kept that note where the socks get thrown I hear the drawer when the room goes still Wood on wood, that low, hard chill I know your words by the corner bend But my hand stays there, never sends Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Your stamp was stuck to the table edge Beside cold tea and a chipped tin mug on the ledge I wrote that line at one forty-three Then crossed it out with a shaking knee Daegu heat pressed on the window glass I watched the bus pull through, then pass Now the paper curls from the humid air Like it knows my mouth was never there I hear the drawer when the room goes still Wood on wood, that low, hard chill I know your words by the corner bend But my hand stays there, never sends Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer If I send it now, what breaks first, me or you The ink’s gone soft, but the hurt stays true One folded page, one locked-up night I leave it there where the dark is tight Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer