TAUGHT MYSELF AT THIRTY

style

• melodic house
• soulful warm male vocal
• organic percussion
• deep rolling bass
• song-led electronic production
• emotional and understated
• british accent
• warm and euphoric
• british accent
• warm

the numbers

bpm

123

key

A# major

energy

0.74

dance

0.94

valence

0.43

vocal at

8.9s

length

3:17

language

En

lyrics

(at thirty)

I never learned as a kid, my mother had a thing about it
Something happened to her brother in a river in the war
So I sat on every riverbank in Cheshire and I'd doubt it
And at thirty I paid a woman twenty pounds to teach me more

And the first time that I floated I laughed so hard I sank
And she waited at the shallow end and never said a word

I taught myself at thirty what most people know at eight
And I'm not embarrassed by it, I'm just late, I'm only late
Everything I'm frightened of, I'm frightened of on time
And everything I've learned, I've learned about a decade behind

I swim on Tuesday mornings when the pool is nearly bare
Six lengths, badly, laughing. Nobody else is there.

I taught myself at thirty what most people know at eight
And I'm not embarrassed by it, I'm just late, I'm only late
Everything I'm frightened of, I'm frightened of on time
And everything I've learned, I've learned about a decade behind

(only late)