Track 8 of the album Lights Half Down · 2026
Sunday Afternoon Goes Slowly By
“The light comes slanting through the blinds and lays a ladder on the floor. It's the last song of the record and the last song of the night, so the house lights go half down for it.”
jazz ballad · torch song · late-night · 4:06
Lyrics
The light comes slanting through the blinds And lays a ladder on the floor The kettle sings, then goes quiet Like it knows who's not at the door Sunday afternoon goes slowly by Like a letter I don't want to close Every clock down the hall holds its breath And the quiet is the only one who knows Sunday afternoon goes slowly by Soft as dust on the old piano keys I'll sit here with the sun and a cup And I'll let it keep me company There's a church bell, far away Telling hours I don't need A neighbour laughs across the yard And I smile, and let it be Sunday afternoon goes slowly by Like a letter I don't want to close Every clock down the hall holds its breath And the quiet is the only one who knows Sunday afternoon goes slowly by Soft as dust on the old piano keys I'll sit here with the sun and a cup And I'll let it keep me company I used to hurry through these hours Now I hold each one like a stone Warm from the window, smooth from the years Glad to not be alone Sunday afternoon goes slowly by Like a letter I don't want to close Every clock down the hall holds its breath And the quiet is the only one who knows Sunday afternoon goes slowly by Soft as dust on the old piano keys I'll sit here with the sun and a cup And I'll let it keep me company Slowly by Slowly by