Track 1 of the album Last Train Home · 2013
Dining Car, Slow Teacups
by Moth Static
“Our opener because it felt like sitting down with a cup of tea at 1am. Imogen's first backing vocal is on this one.”
dream pop · slowcore · bedroom pop · 3:26
Lyrics
The dining car is nearly empty now White cloths and a single lamp The teacups tremble on their saucers Keeping time with the track A waiter folds the napkins slow Outside the dark farms drift Nobody here is in a hurry Nobody here has to be anywhere yet Stir your tea, the night train knows the way Slow teacups, rocking into grey Rest your head against the glass Every mile is letting the worry pass A page of someone's book lies open Beside a plate of toast The window holds a little moon That follows us from coast to coast Stir your tea, the night train knows the way Slow teacups, rocking into grey Rest your head against the glass Every mile is letting the worry pass Click and hum, click and hum The rails are singing us along Click and hum, click and hum Morning is a long way off, and that is fine Stir your tea, the night train knows the way Slow teacups, rocking into grey Rest your head against the glass Every mile is letting the worry pass Slow teacups, slow teacups The night train knows the way