The Arrow
Wears the costume to the supermarket because the costume is not a costume
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 129
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.56
- vocal at
- 3.6s
- length
- 2:45
- language
- En
lyrics
(darling) Nine years of my mother describing me as "creative" Which is what you say when you will not say the thing She came to a show in year seven and left at the interval (the interval) I did not write about it. Until now, obviously. Then a newspaper printed a photograph (a photograph) And she drew an arrow on it in biro The arrow (the arrow) Two centimetres of blue ink and a lifetime The arrow She wrote "my daughter" and I have not been the same I have been given awards by people who understood me instantly None of them landed like a biro on a clipping Understanding is cheap, darling, recognition is not (is not, is not) And recognition from the one who looked away is the whole thing (exposed, no production) She still doesn't like the music. She just likes that it's mine. Turns out that was always the ask. (EXPLOSION BACK) The arrow (the arrow) Two centimetres of blue ink and a lifetime The arrow She wrote "my daughter" and I have not been the same (darling.)
