The Unlit Wick - Cira Lazaro (Official Audio)

a brass lighter clicks in the dim, and nobody strikes the flame 🍷 A slow-burn tropical house track at 116 BPM with deep plucked synths, warm mallets and a low alto vocal, for the last hour of a quiet night. Listen to the full catalog:    / @ciralazaromusic   stay in the booth... you are in a lounge booth near closing and both of you know the talking is done. you keep clicking a heavy brass lighter open and shut and never strike it. nobody wants to be the one to speak first, so the hesitation just hangs there. you sit across from someone and let the silence do what it wants to do. we know how this finishes, so we sit here pretending we're only old friends. the ice has melted down and the floor is emptying around you. this is for anyone holding a secret in skin and bone at the end of the night. the air gets heavy when neither of you moves. a slow dance of a groove at 116 bpm, deep kick and crisp claps, sultry and unhurried. the low alto vocal stays close and steady, with no belting and no big high notes. for fans of melodic house and slow lounge pop, with the same warm, low-lit feel. have you ever watched the metal catch the dim room light while the words stayed unsaid? put it on while you sip the last of your drink and watch the room empty. there is no fire tonight, just a click in the quiet room and the metal cooling down. Lyrics The unlit wick is steady in your hand Sitting right here across from you tonight Watching the metal catch the dim room light We let the silence do what it wants to do Your thumb rests flat on the heavy brass edge Clicking it open, then letting it snap shut We’re lingering right on the polished ledge Avoiding the sentence we’re facing out The air gets heavy when neither moves Caught in the motion of what we lose You hold the unlit wick between your palms While the last song fades in the quiet calm Never striking the spark to see what burns Just watching the shadow as the table turns The unlit wick is steady in your hand The ice in the glass has melted down The lounge is clearing to the empty floor There's nothing left now to throw around Just looking at brass near the heavy door The air gets heavy when neither moves Caught in the motion of what we lose You hold the unlit wick between your palms While the last song fades in the quiet calm Never striking the spark to see what burns Just watching the shadow as the table turns The unlit wick is steady in your hand No fire tonight, just the click and tone Of keeping our secrets in skin and bone We know how this finishes, we know how it ends So we sit here pretending we're only old friends You hold the unlit wick between your palms While the last song fades in the quiet calm Never striking the spark to see what burns Just watching the shadow as the table turns The unlit wick is steady in your hand Just a click in the quiet room The metal cooling down No flame to break the gloom Cira Lazaro is a virtual artist. This song and visual were created with AI. #tropicalhouse #slowburnpop #latenightlounge