Track 3 of the album Harbour Light · 2019
The Shop Window Glows Without Me
“A shop window glowing somewhere I am not. The strings shimmer like the jars.”
operatic pop · dream pop · orchestral pop · 4:09
Lyrics
Somewhere past the hills and the long grey rails A little shop is lighting up its jars The sweets in rows, the apples in their scales Its yellow glow is spilling on the stars And I am here, with rooms I do not know Dreaming of the corner's gentle glow The shop window glows without me Warm as honey on the evening street Someone buys the bread I used to carry Someone hears the bell above the feet I can see it when I close my eyes Every tin and every kind goodnight The shop window glows without me But it keeps me in its light They know the name of every passing child They know who likes the heel of the loaf The owner hums the way she did, and smiled And rubs the counter like a thing she loves And I am here, with rooms I do not know Dreaming of the corner's gentle glow The shop window glows without me Warm as honey on the evening street Someone buys the bread I used to carry Someone hears the bell above the feet I can see it when I close my eyes Every tin and every kind goodnight The shop window glows without me But it keeps me in its light Oh, how small a place can be so wide When it holds the whole of what you are I'll bring a little lamp from here inside And we will shine across the dark so far The shop window glows without me Warm as honey on the evening street Someone buys the bread I used to carry Someone hears the bell above the feet I can see it when I close my eyes Every tin and every kind goodnight The shop window glows without me But it keeps me in its light It keeps me in its light Goodnight, goodnight