Track 2 of the album Sleepless Hours · 2018
Midnight Bakery Van, Warm Crates
by Cassio Lune
“Crates of bread still warm, and a vocal that sounds like it's whispering over them. I had no idea then that I'd end up living above a bakery.”
chillhop · warm chillhop · bedroom soul · 3:19
Lyrics
Back doors open on the sleeping street Crates of bread still warm with heat The van hums low and the wipers sway Carrying morning the long slow way Drive on, bakery van, drive on Warm in the dark till the night is gone Every stop a doorstep, every loaf a light Deliver the morning, drive through the night Steam on the windows, a radio hum Counting the corners, the bridges, the plum Coloured shopfronts, shutters down I leave a little warmth in every town Drive on, bakery van, drive on Warm in the dark till the night is gone Every stop a doorstep, every loaf a light Deliver the morning, drive through the night Nobody sees the hands that bring it Nobody hears the engine sing it But somebody wakes to the smell of bread And thinks, all right, I'm up, I'm fed Drive on, bakery van, drive on Warm in the dark till the night is gone Every stop a doorstep, every loaf a light Deliver the morning, drive through the night Drive on, drive on Warm in the dark