The kettle sings its copper song
Steam rises where the light belonged
A worn tape spins on wooden shelf
Unspooling stories of itself
This kitchen holds a different tide
Where cassette waves roll slow and wide
No lantern lens to turn and guide
Just magnetic ribbons side by side
Your fingers find the pause button's groove
The cello weeps in minor key
I counted ships you counted moves
Now both of us watch steam go free
This kitchen holds a different tide
Where cassette waves roll slow and wide
No lantern lens to turn and guide
Just magnetic ribbons side by side
The banjo claws the morning air
Foot stomps mark time on warped pine floor
We used to scan for despair
Now needles track the quiet more
This kitchen holds a different tide
Where cassette waves roll slow and wide
No lantern lens to turn and guide
Just magnetic ribbons side by side
The tape runs out the leader clicks
We'll wind it back with fingertip tricks
Silence settles in the groove
Until the next high tide must move
This kitchen holds a different tide
Where cassette waves roll slow and wide
No lantern lens to turn and guide
Just magnetic ribbons side by side
We'll wind it back and ride the tide
Together in this kitchen wide
The kettle clicks the tape keeps turning
Two voices where the light was burning
