The Ice Tray Crack - Estelle Rue (Official Audio)

a new moon sliver in the windowpane, and one sharp snap in the dark ✨ Tropical-house at 114 BPM with plucked synths, fine mallets and finger-snaps, made for waiting on a late text in a quiet kitchen. Listen to the full catalog:    / @estelleruemusic   for the midnight waiting... you twist the ice tray under the cold tap and the cubes crack loose into the sink. the kitchen is empty, it's midnight, and a new moon sliver sits in the dark window. you keep glancing at the counter, waiting for a late text to light it up. the screen stays unlit where you left your grey coat. a knot of cold questions gets stuck in your throat and nothing comes out. we left things unsaid by the hall, and now the little room has no echoes at all. you reach for a glass that is empty right there. this is for anyone who stares at a phone and forgets how to drink. bright plucks, soft mallets and finger-snaps keep a cool 114 bpm pulse under the ache. sits close to melodic pop and easy tropical house, cool and clear. put it on while you rinse a glass and the rest of the neighborhood settles to sleep. have you ever counted the hours someone stayed far away? a frosted, lonely kind of missing, cool and clear like the ice itself. do you leave the fridge door open just for the glow? Lyrics The ice tray crack tonight. I twist the hard plastic beneath the cold tap And listen alone for that sudden sharp snap The cubes tumble down in the stainless steel sink While I stare at my phone and forget how to drink The kitchen is quiet, the window is dark And a new moon outside leaves a silver-grey mark. The screen stays unlit where you left your grey coat While a knot of cold questions gets stuck in my throat We left things unsaid by the threshold and hall Now the cold little room has no echoes at all. And the ice tray crack is a sharp little sound As the new moon sliver pulls shadows to ground You’re miles away now in the silence so deep While the rest of the neighborhood settles to sleep Oh, the ice tray crack leaves a chill in the air And I reach for a glass that is empty right there. I open the fridge just to look at the glow On the rows of green bottles aligned in a row The water is freezing right back in the tray While I measure the hours you stayed far away And nobody else would stand staring like this At a snap of cold ice in the midnight abyss. The screen stays unlit where you left your grey coat While a knot of cold questions gets stuck in my throat We left things unsaid by the threshold and hall Now the cold little room has no echoes at all. And the ice tray crack is a sharp little sound As the new moon sliver pulls shadows to ground You’re miles away now in the silence so deep While the rest of the neighborhood settles to sleep Oh, the ice tray crack leaves a chill in the air And I reach for a glass that is empty right there. Just an ice tray crack. Leave it right there. Estelle Rue is a virtual artist. This song and visual were created with AI. #tropicalhouse #melodicpop #latenightplaylist