Track 1 of the album Heatwave Hours · 2025
Heatwave Hours, Fan on Low
by Cassio Lune
“Thirty-five degrees at midnight and the walls are holding heat. I opened with the fan and let it be part of the groove.”
chillhop · groovy chillhop · heatwave beats · 3:02
Lyrics
Thirty-five degrees at midnight And the walls are holding heat The fan is on the lowest speed And the sheets are on the street I lie across the floorboards Where the tiles are slightly cool And the whole hot city's humming Like a slow and sleepy pool Fan on low, let the night go slow Heatwave hours, nowhere to go Windows open, let the air come through Fan on low, I'm here with you A neighbour on the balcony Pours water on his feet The ice cube in my glass Is singing a little beat The kids are up on rooftops With a radio turned down Everyone is waiting For a breeze to come to town Fan on low, let the night go slow Heatwave hours, nowhere to go Windows open, let the air come through Fan on low, I'm here with you Tomorrow it may thunder Tomorrow it may break But tonight we share the warmth For each other's sake Fan on low, let the night go slow Heatwave hours, nowhere to go Windows open, let the air come through Fan on low, I'm here with you Fan on low I'm here with you