THE SHOEBOX IS MINE NOW
Sang at resort hotels for six summers and learned exactly what makes a crowd move
vex on it
the runHonest use case: people who appreciate trance music with a narrative and emotional weight, and those who find strength in personal legacy.
Exhibit: “And I have his hands and eleven cities and no excuse”
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- G# minor
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.62
- vocal at
- 2.6s
- length
- 3:17
- words
- 190
- clichés
- 0
- language
- Ro
most sung: “mine” ×22 · “route” ×3 · “bus” ×3
lyrics
(mine now) Mum gave it to me in a carrier bag without ceremony Timetables and a soft map and a ferry route in biro She said "he'd have wanted you to have it" the way you do And she has no idea what she actually handed over The shoebox is mine now (mine now) All of it, mine now Thirty years, mine now Mine now Mine now, mine now, mine now, mine now A man planned a journey for three decades and never went Mine now, mine now, mine now, mine now And I have his hands and eleven cities and no excuse (exposed) I am going to do the route. The actual route. In the spring. Bus, bus, ferry, bus, exactly as he wrote it in seventy-four. Half the buses do not exist. I will walk those bits. I will walk them. (BUILD 16 BARS, HARDEST DROP) Mine now, mine now, mine now, mine now A man planned a journey for three decades and never went Mine now, mine now, mine now, mine now And I have his hands and eleven cities and no excuse (I will walk them...)