The Evidence Field – Don’t Look There #NDCBingo2026 F3

© 2026 Irrelin. All rights reserved https://suno.com/@irrelin [Verse 1] I stepped out late in the white-hot noon For milk, for paper, maybe something cold The park was blocked by the avenue Blue cable curled on the curb in coils A woman held her phone up high Up high, then down, then up once more A boy kept asking, asking why What the tape was, what the tape was for A man sold water from a plastic crate Two coins, one bottle, pass it on And everyone moved like they’d done this before Small steps round the place gone wrong [Pre-Chorus] Then the shop bell rang Somewhere off the square And the back of my tongue Found a summer back there [Chorus] Don’t look there Look down at your cup Strawberry slipping Where the paper gave up Don’t look there Keep your shoes on the path I held it so tight That the cold couldn’t last [Verse 2] I was nine, maybe less, maybe more The park had bunting tied up in blue My mother paid with coins at the door And kept one eye on the afternoon There was music from a little tin stand The speaker clicked and clicked again Then the grown-ups changed how they used their hands One waved me back without looking at me A woman said careful, careful now My mother missed the buckle twice And nobody ran, but the whole place learned Small steps round the place gone wrong [Pre-Chorus] I remember the spoon Not the face, not the name How the sweet went soft And the air stayed the same [Chorus] Don’t look there Look down at your cup Strawberry slipping Where the paper gave up Don’t look there Keep your shoes on the path I held it so tight That the cold couldn’t last [Bridge] The reporter says stay back The woman says come on The camera light clicks Like the clasp of a bag The boy asks again And I’m nine in the heat With a cup in my grip And a street under glass No one is crying No one is still They make room for the wires They make room for the tape [Final Chorus] Don’t look there Look down at your cup Strawberry slipping Where the paper gave up Don’t look there Keep your shoes on the path I held it so tight That the cold couldn’t last Don’t look there Look down at your cup All the people moving Round the place they cut off Don’t look there Keep your shoes on the path I held it so tight That the cold couldn’t last This song is part of a project called “The Evidence Field.” You can find the playlist here: https://suno.com/playlist/d1ec31a7-8155-4592-82f0-3e108271f63a