Track 5 of the album Blur Season · 2019
Slow Dance in the Kitchen Light
by Moth Static
“A kettle off, dishes dry and the radio low. It might be the most domestic song we've written, which is the point.”
dream pop · bedroom pop · dream pop · 3:12
Lyrics
The kettle's off, the dishes dry The radio plays low Come and stand here on the tiles Where the kitchen light is gold No one needs to see us No one needs to know Your hand is warm in my hand And the whole house sways so slow Dance with me, dance with me In the kitchen light Dance with me, dance with me Everything's all right Socks on the floor, a spoon on the side A song we half remember Rain on the window, you on my chest Warm as a late November Dance with me, dance with me In the kitchen light Dance with me, dance with me Everything's all right We don't need a ballroom We don't need a band Just a floor and a little music And your hand in my hand Dance with me, dance with me In the kitchen light Dance with me, dance with me Everything's all right In the kitchen light Everything's all right