Track 6 of the album Off Season · 2025
Heatwave Hush, Fan on Low
by Veda Monroe
“Thirty-nine degrees and nowhere to hide. I tracked it with a real fan running next to the mic.”
r&b · dream soul · bedroom r&b · 3:25
Lyrics
Thirty-nine degrees and the city's holding its breath Curtains hanging heavy, not a single breeze left Ice cubes in a glass making music on the sill Even the streetlights look like they're standing still You send me a message, said you cannot sleep Sheets kicked to the floor, the night is hot and deep I say come on over, bring your quiet and your sighs We'll let the fan go spinning while the dark goes by Slow down, slow down Let the heat just wrap us round Heatwave hush, fan on low Nowhere to be and nowhere to go Skin like honey, the room is gold Let the summer tell us what it holds Heatwave hush, stay a while Cool me down with that slow smile Fan on low, lights turned down Nothing moving in this whole town Windows open wide to the hum of the street Neighbors on the rooftops with their bare tired feet Popsicle confession dripping down your wrist Laughing at the little things we almost missed Midnight and the pavement still is breathing out the day Your head on my shoulder and there's nothing left to say Just the turning of the blades and the beat of your heart Warm like a promise at the very start Slow down, slow down Let the heat just wrap us round Heatwave hush, fan on low Nowhere to be and nowhere to go Skin like honey, the room is gold Let the summer tell us what it holds Heatwave hush, stay a while Cool me down with that slow smile Fan on low, lights turned down Nothing moving in this whole town Oh, let it burn, let it burn slow Oh, we've got all night and nowhere to go Cold water running down, running down Love is a whisper in a sleeping town Heatwave hush, fan on low Nowhere to be and nowhere to go Skin like honey, the room is gold Let the summer tell us what it holds Heatwave hush, stay a while Cool me down with that slow smile Fan on low, lights turned down Nothing moving in this whole town Fan on low, fan on low Let the night go slow