Track 4 of the album Windowsill Weather · 2019
Still Dancing in the Hallway
by Wren Hallett
“A lamp, a dried dish, a song from the shelf, and you in the hallway. It's the same dance as before, only slower.”
singer-songwriter · kitchen folk · romantic folk · 3:10
Lyrics
The lamp is low, the dishes dried A song comes drifting from the shelf You hold your hand out, shy as ever Like we're meeting for the first time, by ourselves Socks on the boards, the floor is cool The clock down the hall has lost its say We turn in circles, small and certain Like the moon on an easy bay We're still dancing in the hallway Barefoot where the evening glows Nothing grand, just you and me And the way the whole room knows We're still dancing in the hallway Soft as breath on window glass Every year I fall a little more Slowly, gently, let it pass You hum the part you can't remember I fill in words that aren't quite right We laugh into each other's shoulders And the dark leans in, polite Hold me like the first page of a book Not a word of it is old Every turn we take together Is a story I've been told We're still dancing in the hallway Barefoot where the evening glows Nothing grand, just you and me And the way the whole room knows We're still dancing in the hallway Soft as breath on window glass Every year I fall a little more Slowly, gently, let it pass Still dancing Still here with you In the hallway light