Knotty Pine
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Lyrics
Here is the sound that photographs make When I see them When I hear them I see regions of sharp precision Over abundance Over indulgence Tied together with rope and twine Stuck together with paste and glue Two old planks of knotty pine And a couple of nails poked right on through
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:22
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 124 BPM