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Cover of Shoes in My Hand, Down the Quiet Hall

Track 7 of the album One More Verse Before the Lights Come Up · 2026

Shoes in My Hand, Down the Quiet Hall

by Wren Hallett

“The wedding band is packing up and the balloons have lost their lift. I carried my shoes down the hall so I wouldn't wake anyone.”

singer-songwriter · romantic folk · late-night ballad · 3:30

Lyrics

The wedding band is packing up
The balloons have lost their lift
My feet are sore and my heart is light
And I've got one last gift
Take my hand in the corridor
Where the carpet's soft and thick
We don't need a song, we don't need a band
Just a hum and a slow little trick

Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Dance with me slow by the wall
The lamps are low and the night is long
You're my favourite part of any song
Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Nobody's watching, nobody's here
Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Just you and me and the hum of the year

Your tie is loose and your hair is wild
And you're laughing at the clock
There's a bowl of mints on a little table
And a door we never knock
We sway to the sound of a distant tap
And the lift that comes and goes
And I think of all the years we've had
And the one more that grows

Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Dance with me slow by the wall
The lamps are low and the night is long
You're my favourite part of any song
Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Nobody's watching, nobody's here
Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Just you and me and the hum of the year

Some folk dance in a great big room
With a spotlight and a floor
We dance with the numbers on the doors
And the quiet at the core
Of a night that's nearly over
And a love that's nearly new
Oh, we'll sleep till late tomorrow
And I'll still be dancing with you

Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Dance with me slow by the wall
The lamps are low and the night is long
You're my favourite part of any song
Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Nobody's watching, nobody's here
Shoes in my hand, down the quiet hall
Just you and me and the hum of the year

Slow, slow, down the quiet hall
Shoes in my hand, that's all