歌詞

The milk pours in a quiet moon

And settles in the pan

The smallest flame beneath the pot

The gentlest kind of heat

The milk begins its slow warm-up

Unhurried and discreet

No bubbles yet, just tiny sighs

Around the silver rim

Low and slow, the milk and me

We've both stopped keeping score

My soul is like a quieted child

Content, and wanting more

I stir a lazy figure-eight

And watch the surface shine

The steam is barely waking up

The smell is barely mine

The pan is doing all the work

I'm just the company

Low and slow, the milk and me

We've both stopped keeping score

My soul is like a quieted child

Content, and wanting more

You cannot rush a pan of milk

It teaches as it warms:

The gentle things all take their time

And keep their gentle forms

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Low and slow, the milk and me

We've both stopped keeping score

My soul is like a quieted child

Content, and wanting more

Low and slow, the milk and me

We've both stopped keeping score

My soul is like a quieted child

Content, and wanting more

The milk is warm, the steam is up

The chocolate's turn is next