Track 3 of the EP Candles on the Stairwell · 2026
Monsoon Lullaby for the Last Stall Open
“Rain has emptied the market square and tarpaulins drum softly. A lullaby for the last stall still open.”
art song · art song · impressionist · 4:00
Lyrics
The rain has emptied out the market square Tarpaulins drumming softly in the air One lamp still glows above a crate of pears And someone hums to no one, unawares She stacks the last of apples, bruised and sweet The water running silver past her feet She wraps a few in paper, one by one For anyone who comes before the sun Sleep now, sleep now, the monsoon sings Over the awnings and the folded things One small light in a river of rain Keeps the whole sleeping market from the dark again Sleep now, sleep now, the night is long And the rain is a patient, tender song A stray dog curls beneath the tarp to dream The gutters hum a slow and silver stream She pours some tea and holds it in both hands And watches the grey rain on the sleeping lands Sleep now, sleep now, the monsoon sings Over the awnings and the folded things One small light in a river of rain Keeps the whole sleeping market from the dark again Sleep now, sleep now, the night is long And the rain is a patient, tender song Tomorrow brings the crowds and the noise The baskets and the bargains and the boys But tonight there's only the lamp and the rain And a love that keeps watch till the dawn comes again Sleep now, sleep now, the monsoon sings Over the awnings and the folded things One small light in a river of rain Keeps the whole sleeping market from the dark again Sleep now, sleep now, the night is long And the rain is a patient, tender song Sleep now, sleep now The rain is a tender song