THE GOOD PLATES
Keeps a notebook of things people said to her and dates them like evidence
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.49
- vocal at
- 3.8s
- length
- 3:09
- language
- En
lyrics
(the good plates) Momma kept the good plates in a cupboard up too high For company, for Christmas, for the day that never came She died in March and we came in and got them down And every one of them was perfect. Not a chip. The good plates (the good plates) Forty years, the good plates Never once been eaten off, the good plates The good plates The good plates, good plates, good plates, good plates She was saving them for something that never arrived The good plates, good plates, good plates, good plates So we ate off them Tuesday and we cried (key change up) I use them now. For cereal. For toast. For nothing days. My sister thinks it's morbid and I think it's the opposite. A plate that's never used is just a plate that's being wasted. The good plates, good plates, good plates, good plates She was saving them for something that never arrived The good plates, good plates, good plates, good plates So we ate off them Tuesday and we cried (the good plates...)
