Walk me home
Vintage dealer by day; every song is built around a synth she refused to sell
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- G major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.63
- vocal at
- 8.8s
- length
- 3:23
- language
- It
lyrics
My heel taps on Via Padova stones Mascara on my cuff, I walk alone At two fifteen, you left me by the door Your ring still warms my palm like before The kebab shop is closing its blind I taste cheap wine and split lip wine My keys cut circles through my coat I keep your name stuck in my throat Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Past the corner store, past the shuttered café Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home I won’t call you back if you call today A tram slides by with a yellow hiss My borrowed scarf smells like your kiss The pharmacy clock says three-oh-one My broken nail catches on my phone The river wind comes sharp and thin I zip my jacket to the chin My mirror in the bus stop glass Shows smeared black lines and stubborn class Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Past the corner store, past the shuttered café Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home I won’t call you back if you call today At the courtyard gate, I stop and breathe One shoe full of rain, one sleeve with leaves Your voice was loud, then gone too fast I let the night fall back at last Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Past the corner store, past the shuttered café Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home Walk me home I won’t call you back if you call today