Track 4 of the EP Candles on the Stairwell · 2026
Whisk in Time with the Wireless
“Flour on the counter and the kitchen radio crooning something slow. I whisk in time, and the groove follows.”
operatic pop · soft groove · romantic pop · 3:17
Lyrics
Flour on the counter, eggs in a bowl The kitchen radio's crooning something slow You come in barefoot, spoon in your hand And I forget the recipe, I forget the plan A trumpet on the dial, a singer in the steam The kettle keeps the rhythm, the clock keeps the theme You spin me past the toaster, past the window's glow Who needs a ballroom when the wireless knows Turn it up a little, turn the evening round Two left feet and every note is found Whisk in time with the wireless Stir the night to a waltz We're dancing in the lamplight Over sugar, over salt Whisk in time with the wireless Let the dinner wait Every song is ours tonight In the kitchen, love, it's never late The static hums a harmony, the pasta's overdone We sing the wrong words loudly, and we've never had more fun You dip me by the fridge door, the oven light is gold Some love songs are in kitchens, and they never will grow old And if the signal fades away We'll hum the tune ourselves Two voices and a saucepan And a little on the shelves Whisk in time with the wireless Stir the night to a waltz We're dancing in the lamplight Over sugar, over salt Whisk in time with the wireless Let the dinner wait Every song is ours tonight In the kitchen, love, it's never late In the kitchen, love, it's never late