Detergent Poetry

[Intro]
[Verse]
Phone is buzzing on the floor
I don't live there anymore
Emails stacking in the cloud
Silence feels a little loud
Grab the bag of wool and lace
Leave this suffocating space
[Chorus]
At the twenty-four hour spin
Let the magic light begin
Folding sweaters in the blue
Nothing left for me to do
Scribbling lines on Tide and soap
Trading stress for little hope
[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round and round again
Throwing out the heavy pen
Dusk is turning into night
Everything is feeling right
[Verse]
Thrifted cashmere, faded red
Tangled thoughts inside my head
Ink is bleeding on the box
Matching up my mismatched socks
Boss is looking for a file
I’ll be gone a little while
[Pre-Chorus]
Glockenspiel and jangly strings
How the dryer hums and sings
VHS and golden haze
Better than the office maze
[Chorus]
At the twenty-four hour spin
Let the magic light begin
Folding sweaters in the blue
Nothing left for me to do
Scribbling lines on Tide and soap
Trading stress for little hope
[Bridge]
They want a polished version
A corporate immersion
But I prefer the static
The attic-room erratic
Unpolished and unbothered
By the lies they’ve authored
[Hook]
Let it tumble, let it dry
Watching every cloud go by
Let it tumble, let it dry
I don't even have to try
[Chorus]
At the twenty-four hour spin
Let the magic light begin
Folding sweaters in the blue
Nothing left for me to do
Scribbling lines on Tide and soap
Trading stress for little hope
[Post-Chorus]
Spinning round and round again
Throwing out the heavy pen
Dusk is turning into night
Everything is feeling right
[Outro]