You let it fade
Formed in a laundrette, named after a pub that closed before they were born
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- E minor
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.53
- vocal at
- 6.7s
- length
- 2:57
- language
- En
lyrics
Your blue mug left by the sink A train card in the coat pocket seam Monday rain on the kitchen link Your key on the mat, still clean Seven forty-two, my phone stayed black I watched the screen like it might come back Your name sat still in the missed-call stack Then the kettle clicked, and that was that You let it fade You let it fade You let it fade You let it fade Piccadilly platform, twelve past nine Your scarf on my chair from last July Half your text, then a break in the line I folded the towel, let the night go by You let it fade You let it fade You let it fade You let it fade Two gray plates in the drainer rack A stamp on the floor, face down No last words, no stepping back Just your postcode gone in the brown You let it fade You let it fade You let it fade You let it fade