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Sinead Rourke

You never said it

Writes exactly what happened and changes only the names, and sometimes not even those

the numbers

bpm
108
key
A# major
energy
0.68
dance
0.93
valence
0.37
vocal at
1.2s
length
3:08
language
En

lyrics

You left the kettle on at half past ten

Your coat by the press, your boots by the door

I counted the coins in the sugar tin

You came home quiet, like you had before

At Newbridge Road, in the front room light

I stood with my report card folded tight

You took one look, then you looked away

I kept that paper in my bag all day

You never said it

You never said it

You never said it

You never said it

But you kept my drawing on the fridge

Mam washed the cups in the Belfast sink

I heard your chair scrape on the kitchen tile

You fixed my bike by the hall bench sink

Then touched my head for a second, shy

At Newbridge Road, in the front room light

I stood with my report card folded tight

You took one look, then you looked away

I kept that paper in my bag all day

You never said it

You never said it

You never said it

You never said it

But you kept my drawing on the fridge

Last winter, I cleared the blue shelf out

A brown envelope fell by the bread

Inside was my name in your careful hand

And one small ticket from the exam hall stand

No note, no speech, just that folded thing

So I sat on the tiles and let it sting

You never said it

You never said it

You never said it

You never said it

But you kept my drawing on the fridge