Track 4 of the EP Kettle Hum Sessions · 2021
Cinnamon Steam on the Kitchen Glass
by Iron Marrow
“Rain on the window and grandma's apron by the door. Slow, tender and a little bit gothic.”
metal · power ballad · gothic metal · 4:24
Lyrics
Rain on the window, the oven is on Grandma's apron hangs by the door Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass I draw a heart like I did before Her recipe card is soft and worn Stained with butter and years I read it slow, I read it twice Through the quiet, through the tears Every spoon she held Every song she hummed Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass The warmest room I ever knew Cinnamon steam, the years go past But I bake it all for you Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass Her love is in the stew I set the table for two Out of habit, out of love The smell of home fills up the room And the stars come out above Every spoon she held Every song she hummed Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass The warmest room I ever knew Cinnamon steam, the years go past But I bake it all for you Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass Her love is in the stew Oh, hold the warmth, hold it tight Keep the oven light on tonight What she taught me, I will pass On to the ones who come to last Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass The warmest room I ever knew Cinnamon steam, the years go past But I bake it all for you Cinnamon steam on the kitchen glass Her love is in the stew Her love is in the stew