Thirty-One Years
Still plays the eighty-dollar guitar he bought at nineteen and refuses better ones
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 99
- key
- G minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.56
- vocal at
- 5.0s
- length
- 4:26
- language
- En
lyrics
(instrumental, warm) Thirty-one years is not a long time and it is all of it She has heard every song twice before anybody else Including the bad ones, especially the bad ones (the bad ones) Somebody has to be the room where you are terrible first People ask what the secret is (the secret is) There isn't one, that's the secret, it's just Tuesdays Thirty-one years (thirty-one) Same kitchen, same bad coffee, same woman Thirty-one years And I'd do the whole thing again badly We nearly didn't make it in ninety-six, everyone knows I wrote an album about it that I never released She read the lyrics once and said "put it away" (put it away) Best editorial note I have ever received (solo guitar, imperfect) It's still in a drawer. She knows where the drawer is. Neither of us has opened it in twenty years. (BAND BACK IN) Thirty-one years (thirty-one) Same kitchen, same bad coffee, same woman Thirty-one years And I'd do the whole thing again badly (thirty-one...)