Still in the drawer
Built a studio in a building with one wall missing and never fixed the wall
the numbers
- bpm
- 92
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 3.6s
- length
- 3:11
- language
- Ar
lyrics
I folded your name in blue Kept it with the rent and keys June dust on the windowpane The drawer still knows your crease At Hamra, I bought two stamps Then watched the ink run thin Eight fifteen on the microwave That note stayed shut within I held it by the lamp Read your line, then read it twice My thumb on the torn edge Like it could pay that price Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer By the sink, the paper curls From the steam when I cook rice Your first line leans left now Like a bike on Mar Mikhael ice I almost took it down to port Past the carts and broken tile But my coat stayed on the chair And the quiet stayed a while Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Last night the power cut I found it by phone screen glow One stamp, one crease, one bruise of ink Still keeping what I know Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer