Balham Rise - The Guild League

Oh, what tangled sheets we wove

Open the oven door, heat from the stove

Fills the kitchen

Standing barefoot I listen

The lady upstairs fills the bath

Mmmmmmmhmmm

You left earlier on your own

Turn the hot water, hear the piping groan

And the pilot strike the wheels of your bike

Left lines in the frost on the path

Lines in the frost on the path

See my breath, can’t feel my ears

See my breath, can’t feel my ears

Seems like it’s been cold for years

In here

Cold feet at the sink, grey daydream

Water boils, the kettle screams steam

And the windows haze up

Milk storms in a teacup

The morning routine is relieving

Mmmmmmmhmmm

You always leave the warmest scent

You whispered and kissed me before you went

Something I didn’t catch, just your key in the latch

And I only like that in the evening

I only like that in the evening

See my breath, can’t feel my ears

See my breath, can’t feel my ears

Seems like it’s been cold for years

In here