THE SHOEBOX
Posts nothing, tours nowhere, and somehow every song leaks before release
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 92
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.86
- valence
- 0.34
- vocal at
- 2.4s
- length
- 1:59
- language
- En
lyrics
(the shoebox) Bus timetables from a country he never saw A map of Spain from nineteen seventy-four Ferry routes annotated in a careful hand And not one ticket. Not one. In thirty years. The shoebox (the shoebox) Under the bed, the shoebox He planned it all, the shoebox The shoebox The shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox He wanted it enough to keep the timetables The shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox And not enough to ever get on anything Mum said he was happy. She keeps saying he was happy. And I believe her, and I have his exact hands, and I have eleven days of drafts on a phone in a drawer. (BASS RETURNS) The shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox He wanted it enough to keep the timetables The shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox, the shoebox And not enough to ever get on anything (not one ticket...)
