The Half-Pour - Elise Brandt (Official Audio)

two glasses on the counter, a widening ring of water in the evening air 🌻 A warm tropical-house song with plucked synths, soft mallets and finger-snaps at 114 bpm, for an evening when neither of you moves. Listen to the full catalog:    / @elisebrandtmusic   wait here with me... you're standing in the kitchen and two glasses are melting down into a widening ring on the counter. you both watch the water spread and neither of you reaches for a glass. we watch the water rings expand, with neither hand to take command. just keep your hand right where it rests on the stone, before we decide to walk out alone. it's the ache of a choice you keep almost making and keep leaving unsaid. this is for the two of you standing apart in a quiet room, not smiling, not leaving yet. the glass holds your eyes while mine stay low, with nowhere left for us to go. put it on while the evening air is clear and the kitchen shadows slowly stretch across the room. a steady four-on-the-floor pulse and a round kick keep the stillness gently moving. warm plucked synths and soft mallets sit under a honeyed vocal, sunlit even as the ice fades. if you like chill house, sunset pop and gentle melodic dance, this one sits right beside them. have you ever stayed silent while something small melted between you? who moves first when the ice is gone and the puddle keeps widening on the dark slate tile? it's a warm, amber kind of ache, soft at the edges and unhurried. Lyrics The half-pour rests right here While the evening air is clear Two glasses sit upon the counter wood We stay right where we always stood The cubes dissolve and slide right down Without a single spoken sound We watch the water rings expand With neither hand to take command The half-pour sits still while the ice starts to fade Weighing the choices we never quite made Just keep your hand right where it rests on the stone Before we decide to walk out alone The puddle widens on the dark slate tile We stand apart and do not smile You watch the glass and I look low With nowhere left for us to go We watch the water rings expand With neither hand to take command The half-pour sits still while the ice starts to fade Weighing the choices we never quite made Just keep your hand right where it rests on the stone Before we decide to walk out alone The kitchen shadows start to loom Across the stillness of the room The half-pour sits still while the ice starts to fade Weighing the choices we never quite made Just keep your hand right where it rests on the stone Before we decide to walk out alone The half-pour Elise Brandt is a virtual artist. This song and visual were created with AI. #tropicalhouse #eveningchill #melodichouse