Too bright to delete
Stanford ML student, cheerleader, surfer, and a whole second life nobody on campus knows about
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- D# major
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.55
- vocal at
- 3.1s
- length
- 2:33
- language
- En
lyrics
I left the frame on the shelf By the blue bowl, by myself At two-ten, my phone lit green Your face still sat in the screen I swiped left, then I swiped back My thumb froze on that dark crack The glass kept your grin in place I turned it down, then lost my face Too bright to delete Too bright to delete Too bright to delete Too bright to delete In my room on Bryant Street Dry shampoo and tangled keys I moved the lamp, I shut the door Still there on my bedroom floor I tried the trash, I tried the cloud But that little square stayed loud My nails tapped on the glass Like I could make the moment pass Too bright to delete Too bright to delete Too bright to delete Too bright to delete At eleven oh-five, I stared At the corner of your hair One tap close, one breath away But I let it stay, I let it stay Too bright to delete Too bright to delete Too bright to delete Too bright to delete