Benjamin Aurelius - Box Fan Oracle (Copyright Free)

Official Audio for "Box Fan Oracle" by Benjamin Aurelius out now I offer my music copyright free so creators can use awesome music without the headaches, and make their projects feel bigger, better, and more exciting. Website: http://www.benjaminaurelius.com Email: [email protected] Stream: SoundCloud:   / benjaminaurelius   Instagram -   / bennyscalzo   TikTok -   / bennyscalzo   X - https://x.com/bennyscalzo Lyrics: [Intro] Three screws in a saucer by the kitchen sink A box fan coughing like it forgot how to breathe Mom taps the weather map, blue cells on the screen Says, kid, pass the tape before the lights go weak [Verse 1] Router blinking under a towel on the chair Dog won't leave the hallway, static in the air AI says rain at seven, sky says any minute now Dad laughs with a butter knife, steady somehow The window screen is humming in a crooked frame Neighbors drag the trash cans in before the change I was mad about nothing, phone hot in my hand Then the first drop hit the sill like a little command [Pre-Chorus] Hold the wire, count to three Let the old fan remember speed When the room goes dim and the clouds lean low We make one small circle glow [Chorus] Turn, turn, little motor Keep the kitchen breathing over If the whole sky starts to fold We keep warm hands on what we hold Turn, turn, find the current Love is loud when fear is wordless One light on, one song to know We keep warm hands on what we hold [Verse 2] Rain writes sideways on the porch screen door A toy truck floating past the welcome mat shore My brother makes a spaceship from a cereal box Draws Mars in marker while the thunder knocks I used to think courage had a bigger face Like engines tearing out of some impossible place But it looks like a towel pushed against the leak And a joke about soup when nobody wants to speak [Pre-Chorus] Hold the wire, count to three Let the old fan remember speed When the room goes dim and the clouds lean low We make one small circle glow [Chorus] Turn, turn, little motor Keep the kitchen breathing over If the whole sky starts to fold We keep warm hands on what we hold Turn, turn, find the current Love is loud when fear is wordless One light on, one song to know We keep warm hands on what we hold [Breakdown] No throne, no fortune, no borrowed shine Just a table full of people and a repaired lifeline Bolt it back, breathe it in The storm can knock but it does not get in [Bridge] After the rain, the street smells new Socks on the oven door, pale dawn blue Mom leaves the fan running low by the stairs Like a tiny machine saying, we are still here [Final Chorus] Turn, turn, little motor Keep the kitchen breathing over If the whole sky starts to fold We keep warm hands on what we hold Turn, turn, find the current Love is loud when fear is wordless One light on, one song to know We keep warm hands on what we hold [Outro] Three screws back in place Morning on every face The fan turns slow And the house lets go