Track 2 of the album Corazón de Domingo · 2018
Fan Spinning Slow
by Max Solano
“Too hot to sleep in a brand new city, and the fan keeps going round. It's the loneliest groove I ever wrote.”
pop · pop · bedroom pop · melancholy pop · 3:18
Lyrics
Too hot to sleep in a city that's new The fan goes around like it's thinking of you Window wide open, the street hums low A siren, a laugh, then the long afterglow I miss the door that I used to know I miss the street where the faces said hello Fan spinning slow, fan spinning slow Cooling my thoughts down, letting them go Somewhere a neighbour is playing a tune Warm as the night and the rising moon Fan spinning slow, fan spinning slow Maybe this place is a place I could grow Cold glass of water pressed to my chest Lights in the windows across from my rest Someone is cooking, I smell the spice Maybe tomorrow I'll knock and say hi I miss the door that I used to know I miss the street where the faces said hello Fan spinning slow, fan spinning slow Cooling my thoughts down, letting them go Somewhere a neighbour is playing a tune Warm as the night and the rising moon Fan spinning slow, fan spinning slow Maybe this place is a place I could grow The heat will break, the rain will come And I'll have made a friend or one Until then I'll hum along To the neighbour's late-night song Fan spinning slow, fan spinning slow Cooling my thoughts down, letting them go Somewhere a neighbour is playing a tune Warm as the night and the rising moon Fan spinning slow, fan spinning slow Maybe this place is a place I could grow Fan spinning slow Let it go, let it go