Still in the drawer
Started making beats on a cracked laptop
the numbers
- bpm
- 108
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.55
- vocal at
- 7.8s
- length
- 3:01
- language
- Ar
lyrics
Blue ink dried on the tile I slid it shut at half past nine Your name still wears that crooked smile It sleeps with receipts and coins in line I hear the drawer when it closes Cardboard breath, metal kiss My thumb finds the corner Then I fold away the risk Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer I keep your name in paper A train rolled past on Tahrir Road I stood there with my shopping bag The envelope bent in the heat Like a white shirt in a plastic tag I hear the drawer when it closes Cardboard breath, metal kiss My thumb finds the corner Then I fold away the risk Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer I keep your name in paper At two fifteen, the room goes thin I pull it out, then let it be One line says come, the rest stay dim My hands are loud; the page won’t leave Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer I keep your name in paper