Track 5 of the album The Lantern Man Keeps the Last Stall Lit · 2026
The Late Show on the Kitchen Radio
“Midnight, a slice of cake and the radio turned down low. The only groove on the record, and I let it have a little swing.”
cinematic pop · cinematic pop · light swing · 3:20
Lyrics
Midnight in the kitchen, nobody's awake The radio is low, I've got a slice of cake A voice comes through the static, easy as a tide Playing every old song I've kept inside A saxophone is sighing, a piano takes its turn The tap drips out a rhythm, I've got nothing left to learn I sway a little, slippers on the tile And the whole night's leaning in to hear me smile Nobody's watching, nobody's keeping score Just me and the tune and the kitchen floor Play it again on the late show Play it for the ones awake Play it for the lonely and the lovers And the ones who bake Play it again on the late show Let the night run slow I'll keep the kitchen radio on Wherever the good songs go The host says goodnight to the ones he can't see I whisper back, as if he'd know it's me We're strangers in a circle that the airwaves drew And somehow every song feels meant for two When the signal fades to morning light I'll still have what I heard A little warmth, a little rhyme And a song for every word Play it again on the late show Play it for the ones awake Play it for the lonely and the lovers And the ones who bake Play it again on the late show Let the night run slow I'll keep the kitchen radio on Wherever the good songs go Wherever the good songs go