Track 3 of the EP Radio Low, Dishes Drying · 2018
Wave Through the Kitchen Window
by Wren Hallett
“My neighbour waters her geraniums at seven and I'm usually rinsing a cup. It's the smallest hello I know.”
indie folk · pastoral folk · neighbourly folk · 3:27
Lyrics
You water your geraniums at seven I'm rinsing out my cup We've never spoken but I know you By the way you look up You hang your washing on Sundays Blue shirts in a row I hang mine out of order And you smile, I think, although It's just a wave through the kitchen window A small and silent hello Two strangers on a Tuesday morning With somewhere else to go But it's a wave, and it's enough to keep me Warm when the cold winds blow A wave through the kitchen window That's all I need to know One day the blinds were closed till noon I worried all day long Then you appeared with a watering can And the whole street hummed along Maybe one day I'll bring you apples Maybe you'll ask me in We'll talk about the weather And where the birds have been It's just a wave through the kitchen window A small and silent hello Two strangers on a Tuesday morning With somewhere else to go But it's a wave, and it's enough to keep me Warm when the cold winds blow A wave through the kitchen window That's all I need to know Seven o'clock, the kettle sings I lift my hand, and so do you