What they kept, what they kept
Works the door at a club they refuse to name and writes on the night bus home
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.79
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.40
- vocal at
- 7.1s
- length
- 3:17
- language
- Ge
lyrics
Cardboard stacked by the hall Dust on the twin bed frame I found your red dish towel And a tax box under your name One plastic spoon in the drawer Three tram tickets in a tin Your winter coats on the floor And the code book worn thin What they kept, what they kept What they kept, what they kept Old receipts and a blue glass jar What they kept, what they kept June wrote twelve in the margin On a train map folded tight Back shelf full of aspirin And a watch that stopped at night One plastic spoon in the drawer Three tram tickets in a tin Your winter coats on the floor And the code book worn thin What they kept, what they kept What they kept, what they kept Old receipts and a blue glass jar What they kept, what they kept At the sink, I rinse the keys At the sink, I rinse my hands Your tea cup chips in threes I count them where I stand What they kept, what they kept What they kept, what they kept Old receipts and a blue glass jar What they kept, what they kept