Create acoustic coffee house indie folk lyrics for a soft breathy close-mic'd female vocal, in the vein of Phoebe Bridgers, Adrianne Lenker, and Joni Mitchell. Music parameters: 62-72 BPM, D major, core instrumentation: clawhammer banjo, tenor ukulele strums, bowed upright bass, shaker percussion, subtle harmonica hums, with lo-fi tape warble warmth. Theme: Quiet nostalgia for small, unspoken late-night apartment moments with a former roommate: burning jasmine candles, splitting a frozen burrito, laughing so hard soda snorts out your nose, the unspoken sadness of knowing you’ll both move away in 3 months. Narrate the soft, profound weight of these tiny, uncelebrated memories that still make you smile when you pass a jasmine bush.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] The jasmine wicks are burning low In shadows where we used to go The matchbox sits upon the floor Beside the peeling kitchen door [Verse] We split a burrito on a plate Two minutes late is worth the wait You told a joke about your dad The hardest laugh we ever had [Pre-Chorus] The lease was like a heavy stone A secret that we both had known We counted down the Friday nights Underneath the flickering lights [Chorus] Three months left to breathe Before we both have to leave A tiny clock inside the wall Watching every shadow fall [Post-Chorus] It’s the small things The uncelebrated stings The quiet hall The rise and fall [Break] [Verse] Soda snorted through your nose Dripping down onto your clothes We wiped the carpet with a rag And hid the heavy moving bag [Verse] Your plant is dying on the sill The air is getting very chill We talk about the new address While living in this beautiful mess [Pre-Chorus] The lease was like a heavy stone A secret that we both had known We counted down the Friday nights Underneath the flickering lights [Chorus] Three months left to breathe Before we both have to leave A tiny clock inside the wall Watching every shadow fall [Bridge] Now I walk past a garden gate And smell the flower I used to hate But now it tastes like apartment air And the messy way you wore your hair [Verse] The boxes started in the hall Tape screaming 'gainst the painted wall We didn't say the word "goodbye" Just "see you" with a heavy eye [Chorus] Three months left to breathe Before we both have to leave A tiny clock inside the wall Watching every shadow fall [Post-Chorus] It’s the small things The uncelebrated stings The quiet hall The rise and fall [Outro]
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