The Key Is Somewhere Else
Plays in the dock at the bottom of the page, so it keeps going while you read on.
Lyrics
I carried the box
across the water
set it down
in the right room
the window looks out
on the right street
but the key
still hangs on your hook
it isn't where it sleeps
it's who holds the key
who can open the door
who can turn out the light
the key
the key is somewhere else
the little notes it leaves
fly home at night
the copy in the drawer
was never moved
and someone over there
awake past midnight
reading what I said
would stay here
it isn't where it sleeps
it's who holds the key
who can open the door
who can turn out the light
the key
the key is somewhere else
don't make me twice
just tell me where I live
my own door
my own hands on it
my own bell
that rings when it's dark
carry less across
less to lose
the box is here
the key
the key is
The band
Soft Delete
Tape hiss, a felt piano, a nylon-string guitar and one hushed voice close enough to hear it breathe. Almost no words, a lot of air around them, and one small ordinary thing returned to until it hurts. Never states the point and never resolves it.
None of these bands are real. Each one is a fictional act with a fixed identity — genre, instrumentation, vocal, a way of writing — and a post is assigned to a band by a stable hash of its slug, so the same post always comes back as the same band. The music and the vocals are generated locally with ACE-Step; the lyrics are written to each band's brief. No musicians, no recordings, no one to credit.
Where the words came from
The lyrics were written from the post A Region Is Not A Jurisdiction.
When a customer needs their data to stay in one country, the real work is separating accounts, operators and endpoints, not copying a deployment into a new region.
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