Track 9 of the album Toast Left Unsaid · 2026
First Frost, Breath on the Glass
by Veda Monroe
“Woke up to a silver hush and every car in a white sheet. It's the quietest track on the album.”
r&b · hushed soul · melancholy soul · 4:00
Lyrics
Woke up to a silver hush on the street Every parked car wearing a white sheet Breath on the window, I draw your name Then wipe it away like I never came The city sounds soft, like it's holding its breath Streetlights fading, the last of the night's guests I pull my sleeves down over my hands And think of how you used to understand Cold comes quiet, it never asks Just settles on the things from the past First frost, breath on the glass Everything slows down, nothing moves fast First frost, I'm thinking of you Wish the cold could carry me through First frost, breath on the glass Hold this moment, let it last Nobody's calling, nobody's near Just the white and the quiet, and I'm here Scrape the windshield with a library card Crystals falling like they're not that hard Heater on low, the radio's humming Somewhere a bus is already coming I could text you, say it's frost today You always loved when the cold came to stay But I leave it unsent in the draft Watch the sunrise melt the ice and laugh Cold comes quiet, it never asks Just settles on the things from the past First frost, breath on the glass Everything slows down, nothing moves fast First frost, I'm thinking of you Wish the cold could carry me through First frost, breath on the glass Hold this moment, let it last Nobody's calling, nobody's near Just the white and the quiet, and I'm here By noon it'll be water By noon it'll be gone But for this one morning I'm not moving on First frost, breath on the glass Everything slows down, nothing moves fast First frost, I'm thinking of you Wish the cold could carry me through First frost, breath on the glass Hold this moment, let it last Nobody's calling, nobody's near Just the white and the quiet, and I'm here Breath on the glass Let it last