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NULL CHAPEL

You kept it

Former church organist

the numbers

bpm
89
key
F minor
energy
0.74
dance
0.94
valence
0.48
vocal at
4.5s
length
3:29
language
En

lyrics

You wore your work boots in the hall

Grease on the cuff, red dust on the wall

You never said the words I chased

Just stared at the plate, jaw set in place

Then I found the drawer by the sink

Under tax slips and a bent-up link

My fifth-grade photo, folded small

Edged with tape, tucked under it all

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

That was your pride

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

Right where I hide

In the Ford outside on Harper Road

A brown paper bag and a lunchbox hold

The note I drew with a blue-ink line

Stick figures, block letters, "dad" inside

I saw the crease where your thumb had stayed

On that bent little face from back in the day

No speech, no praise, no holy speech

Just that quiet proof you carried in reach

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

That was your pride

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

Right where I hide

At the sink, at midnight, alone

You washed that plate like it was stone

I caught your hand on that paper edge

One small thing, and I got the message

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

That was your pride

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

You kept it

Right where I hide