Track 1 of the album Blur Season · 2019
Late Bakery Window, Cooling Racks
by Moth Static
“The first thing I hear when I think of this record is warm bread in a cold street. We recorded it at 5am for the full effect.”
lo-fi · lo-fi · bedroom pop · 3:33
Lyrics
Cooling racks beside the window in the dark Little loaves are resting, soft and warm and stark The street outside is empty, the rain is coming down Sweet smell drifting slowly all across the town Warm bread, warm bread, cooling on the rack Warm bread, warm bread, bringing the morning back Breathe it in and let it be Warm bread, warm bread, waiting for me Flour on the counter, a candle by the door Somebody is dreaming of the mornings before A window painted gold on a violet street The smell of something kind in the rain and the heat Warm bread, warm bread, cooling on the rack Warm bread, warm bread, bringing the morning back Breathe it in and let it be Warm bread, warm bread, waiting for me Quiet hands and quiet hours Soft golden light on the sleeping flowers Nothing hurries, nothing breaks Slow warm bread and all it makes Warm bread, warm bread, cooling on the rack Warm bread, warm bread, bringing the morning back Breathe it in and let it be Warm bread, warm bread, waiting for me Warm bread, warm bread Waiting for me