[Theme: A warm room, a doorway, a glass she is not drinking. The buzz on one key is her signature now and people ask for it by name. She says whose it is, and the compliment leaves the room.] [SONG FORM: HyperRaaga on a tanpura halo, 92 BPM F minor, tipping ONCE into Baile Phonk at 140 on a hard cut, one clock throughout - Clock / (Answer-Call-Chorus) x2 / Request / Press / Name / Collapse / Hinge / Answer / Chorus / Who / Clock] [Intro - EMO:Vigilance - Log Clock - mono scratch pulse, centre, alone] *SFX: a glass rim rung with a fingernail; a door held open on a warm room* Somebody says, who? I say it again Somebody says, before my time Somebody asks about the drive home The room turns and closes over it, and Doorway. Warm room. Glass in my hand Bodies lift the room a whole tone I feel the floor before I hear it This clock runs on her old codes [Answer I - EMO:Dignity - Low - spoken, close, dry, before the asking] They got me cheaper than her. Fine I did not set the price. Fine The note came to me bent. Fine I did not straighten it. I leaned And they ask me for it harder [Call I - EMO:Fascination - High - thin, ornamented, back, a compliment] Do the thing you do with that note The one that leans a little wrong That is your sound. That is your song Nobody in here does it wrong like you [Chorus - EMO:Resolve - Both, alternating - flat, byte-identical] Lean on it. Lean like she leaned Lean on it. Lean like she leaned They came for the wrong note They came for the wrong note I never made it. I kept it I never made it. I kept it My name in the room, never hers My name in the room, never hers Lean on it. Lean like she leaned Lean on it. Lean like she leaned And the wrong note holds the floor [Answer II - EMO:Dignity - Low - flatter, nearer, breath in] She bent that note before I came She never got a room to say it I got the room. I got the name I did not correct anybody And I did not correct them for years [Call II - EMO:Unease - High - same compliment, one word changed] Do the thing you do with that note The one that leans a little wrong That is your sound. That is your name Nobody in here does it wrong like you [Chorus - EMO:Resolve - Both, alternating - byte-identical] Lean on it. Lean like she leaned Lean on it. Lean like she leaned They came for the wrong note They came for the wrong note I never made it. I kept it I never made it. I kept it My name in the room, never hers My name in the room, never hers Lean on it. Lean like she leaned Lean on it. Lean like she leaned And the wrong note holds the floor [Request - EMO:Reflection - Low - what a fault is to a room, never named as such] They ask for it by name now They ask before the coat is off They say, do the one that goes wrong On the poster. It is the draw Nobody ever asks whose it is And I have never told one room [Press - EMO:Resolve - Low - imperative, no end rhyme, ten seconds] Hand on the key. Weight on the hand Lean. Lean into it I press. I press harder It goes sharp and the room comes up And I do not give it back clean [Name - EMO:Revelation - BOTH IN UNISON, once - dry, centre, bare] *SFX: one closed-mouth hum, three notes, no words, before the word* Maeve [After - EMO:Solitude - Low alone - flat, unanswered] The compliment goes out of the room [Collapse - EMO:Shock - Band not clock - hard cut to 140, nothing in front, key and drone on] The glass goes down. The floor goes over The clock did not move for that [Hinge - EMO:Recognition - Low - body, then the number, her ribs last] Up the boards into the shoe It moves the skin on the throat It shakes the ice I am not drinking Thirty-eight Cheap, and nobody in here can refuse it It is under my ribs as well [Answer III - EMO:Resolve - Low over the phonk - declined, not won] They came for a fault and they got one I did not make it. I kept it Now the fault has an owner And the owner is not in the room And the glass in my hand is warm [Chorus - EMO:Resolve - Both, alternating - byte-identical, new tempo] Lean on it. Lean like she leaned Lean on it. Lean like she leaned They came for the wrong note They came for the wrong note I never made it. I kept it I never made it. I kept it My name in the room, never hers My name in the room, never hers Lean on it. Lean like she leaned Lean on it. Lean like she leaned And the wrong note holds the floor [Who - EMO:Solitude - Low - the subject changed, opening temp, no lift] Somebody says, who? I say it again Somebody says, before my time Somebody asks about the drive home The room turns and closes over it And I put the glass down full [Outro - EMO:Vigilance - Log Clock alone, start rate - intro verbatim] Doorway. Warm room. Glass in my hand Bodies lift the room a whole tone I feel the floor before I hear it This clock runs on her old codes
