The Unturned Tap - Saoirse Lund (Official Audio)

a thumb on cold chrome, one drop hanging in the midnight hush 🌸 Warm tropical-house with plucked synths, soft mallets and a breathy close-mic soprano, made for a quiet just-after-midnight moment. Listen to the full catalog:    / @saoirselundmusic   wait at the sink... you're standing at the kitchen sink just after midnight with your thumb resting on a cold chrome handle. you're listening to the house settle, waiting to hear if they come back up the stairs. the water has slowed to a silent trickle and neither of you has said the next thing. the conversation has stalled and you both go numb, standing quiet in the kitchen. your coat is still on the hook by the door and two quiet people are standing on the wooden floor. a little sliver of a drop is hanging tight, and you didn't mean to let it settle for the night. this is for anyone who can't tell if a love is ending or only holding its breath. do you turn the water on, or let the silence stay a little longer? put it on for a slow late-night drive home at an easy 114 bpm with a round kick and rolling bass. warm plucked synths and soft mallets keep the ache gentle, with no harsh drops anywhere. if you play chill tropical house, dreamy melodic pop or soft late-night dance-pop, this sits right beside them. it's a warm amber kind of sadness, the copper pressure fading while you watch. can you hear the stairs, the fingerprints on the tile and the last drop on the edge? Lyrics The unturned tap is dripping softly in the midnight dark We left the kitchen with a quiet kind of mark Your coat is hanging on the hook beside the door Two quiet people standing on the wooden floor The chrome is cold beneath the pressure of my thumb We let the conversation stall and both go numb A little sliver of a drop is hanging tight We didn't mean to let it settle for the night The metal handle waits for someone turning back Along the porcelain and down the narrow track We left our fingerprints upon the kitchen tile Just standing frozen in the hallway for a while The unturned tap is resting in the quiet air Between the two of us and every silent stair A little ochre memory we’re holding here We watched the pressure in the copper disappear Oh, look at the unturned tap You check your watch and then you look across the room My hand is frozen in the middle of the gloom The kitchen sink is holding back another sound While we are standing on the very final ground The metal handle waits for someone turning back Along the porcelain and down the narrow track We left our fingerprints upon the kitchen tile Just standing frozen in the hallway for a while The unturned tap is resting in the quiet air Between the two of us and every silent stair A little ochre memory we’re holding here We watched the pressure in the copper disappear Oh, look at the unturned tap Nobody has to turn the water on right now We kept our quiet distance and we figured how The midnight air is cutting through the glass above We left a silence where there used to be a love The unturned tap is resting in the quiet air Between the two of us and every silent stair A little ochre memory we’re holding here We watched the pressure in the copper disappear Oh, look at the unturned tap Just a drop of water hanging on the edge In the midnight light Saoirse Lund is a virtual artist. This song and visual were created with AI. #tropicalhouse #latenightpop #quietheartache