The Translucent Home

Lyrics

Verse 1

The kitchen window lets the garden in The bedroom window lets the street in He asks what I see through the kitchen glass I see the garden, he sees the street through the bedroom We're looking at different windows from different rooms And each window gives us what the other side holds

Chorus

23 Wenlock Road, flat 4, N1 7SB The postcode is the truest thing I know The windows are transparent but the address is solid The room holds its shape and lets the light go

Verse 2

He walks the hallway heel to toe Every floor he's lived in had a creak that he knows The third board from the kitchen, we both stand on it And the board creaks for both of us at the same time The building's oldest sound, holding both our weights

Chorus

23 Wenlock Road, flat 4, N1 7SB The postcode is the truest thing I know The windows are transparent but the address is solid The room holds its shape and lets the light go

Bridge

What holds its shape when you can see through it? He says the window, I say the postcode The window holds the frame, the window holds us We are the heaviest thing, everything else passes through The steam fogs the glass and the window is a wall Then the steam clears and the window is a window again

Chorus

23 Wenlock Road, flat 4, N1 7SB The postcode is the truest thing I know The windows are transparent but the address is solid The room holds its shape and lets the light go

Outro

What is visible does not need an ending The postcode is real, the kettle is warm We see different things through different windows And the seeing is enough