Track 5 of the album Quiet Thunder · 2018
Soup on the Stove, Nobody Home
by Nina Vale
“Seven words, a Rhodes, and an empty kitchen. The quietest thing I'd written at that point.”
soul · minimalist soul · late-night soul · 3:13
Lyrics
Soup on the stove Nobody home Two bowls on the table Set out all alone The rain on the window The clock on the wall I made enough for two Like I did for them all Soup on the stove Warm and slow Someone might come in from the snow The door is open The lamp is low Soup on the stove Soup on the stove The kids have all gone To cities far away The phone is quiet At the end of the day But I still stir the pot And I hum an old hymn And I leave the porch light Shining on the rim Soup on the stove Warm and slow Someone might come in from the snow The door is open The lamp is low Soup on the stove Soup on the stove Love is a thing you cook for the ones Who may be coming Love is a thing you leave out When the night is humming Soup on the stove Warm and slow Someone might come in from the snow The door is open The lamp is low Soup on the stove Soup on the stove Somebody will come Somebody will come Soup on the stove