Still in the drawer
Vintage dealer by day; every song is built around a synth she refused to sell
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- G minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.61
- vocal at
- 10.0s
- length
- 3:09
- language
- It
lyrics
In the blue tin drawer by the sink Your paper slept under tax receipts I folded the page with a silver wink Then fed it to dust and heat At nine fifteen, the kettle hissed Your name sat sharp on my tongue I held that note, then I let it slip Past the red lamp and the rung Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Sealed with my thumbprint By the tram stop, my coat got wet I bought two stamps at the station Back home, your lines were not sent yet Tucked by the sugar and ration At ten past six, the hallway rang I reached for the key in the bowl The envelope shook in my hand Like a coin at the bottom of gold Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Sealed with my thumbprint Now the drawer sticks in July The wood swells close to the seam I see that page when I close my eyes Cream paper, blue ink, clean Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Sealed with my thumbprint