Backyard Volume

Under the kitchen light of the bakery tonight You turn it up

too loud on a speaker dying out With that spare key you

kept, the one you never returned

(oh-oh-oh) We're watching candles burn

It's midnight behind the glass where the sourdough rises

My birthday's ticking down with some quiet surprises

I see you're still online on the office green light As the

flour dust settles in the

middle of the night

And you're miles away in a messy backyard

Trying to make a cheap little speaker play hard (turn it up,

turn it up) Under the kitchen light of the bakery tonight You

turn it up too loud on a speaker dying out With that

spare key you kept,

the one you never returned

(oh-oh-oh) We're watching candles burn

I hold my phone to the glass to record a quick spin

The cooling racks are glowing where the oven light's been

Just a five-second video of flour on my sleeve A birthday spiral

that I don't want to leave

Is the volume past polite out there in the grass?

(is it loud enough?) While I'm wiping down the counter behind the

clean glass

Under the kitchen light of the bakery tonight

You turn it up too loud on a speaker dying out With

that spare key you kept,

the one you never returned (oh-oh-oh) We're watching candles burn