Still in the drawer
Sings with her cousins on every track
the numbers
- bpm
- 83
- key
- F major
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.48
- vocal at
- 2.0s
- length
- 3:02
- language
- En
lyrics
At the Formica table, three past ten, I folded your note and folded it again. Blue ink bled near the corner seam, I slipped it in a drawer with the tea tin. By the window, the rain kept time, On the bench, your name stayed mine. I heard the fridge hum through the hall, And the stamped white envelope take the fall. Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Next to the socks and the spare keys, Under church receipts and shopping lists, It lies there flat in the cedar dark, One red stamp, one April mark. I almost sent it on Tuesday night, Past Mangere Bridge in the traffic light. But I turned the car back home to you, And left that paper where the dust grew. Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer If you open it now, you'll know my hand, The crease on the edge, the fold I planned. No grand goodbye, just a line I wrote, For the word I swallowed in that note. Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer Still in the drawer