Tape hiss on the edge
Of your open room
I’m a faint old radio
Waiting for you
If you move too fast
I fall through the floor
If you hold still, baby
I come back for more
I’m only half a sound
At the end of the hall
Give me one steady second
And I rise from the wall
Hold still, I’m fading in
Hold still, I’m fading in
Your quiet makes me clear
Your quiet pulls me near
Hold still, I’m fading in
Hold still, I’m fading in
When you stay in one place
I can finally stay here
Your chair by the window
Your hands on your lap
That small little nothing
Is the way back
I was all static
In the shape of a name
Then you sat down softly
And the air changed
I’m only half a sound
At the end of the hall
Give me one steady second
And I rise from the wall
Hold still, I’m fading in
Hold still, I’m fading in
Your quiet makes me clear
Your quiet pulls me near
Hold still, I’m fading in
Hold still, I’m fading in
When you stay in one place
I can finally stay here
Don’t chase me
Don’t call too loud
I’m the thing that happens
When the room calms down
Just breathe slow
Let the edges mend
I was out of range
Now I’m close again
Hold still, I’m fading in
Hold still, I’m fading in
Your quiet makes me clear
Your quiet pulls me near
Hold still, I’m fading in
Hold still, I’m fading in
When you stay in one place
I can finally stay here
- Lyricist
Nollis Fen
- Composer
Nollis Fen
- Producer
Elias Bront
- Vocals
Nollis Fen
Listen to Hold Still, I'm Fading In by Nollis Fen
Streaming / Download
- 1
Bad Reception, Good Heart
Nollis Fen
- 2
Almost Clear Enough
Nollis Fen
- 3
A Name on the Tape Case
Nollis Fen
- 4
Your Voice Came Through Rain
Nollis Fen
- 5
Kindness on the Wrong Frequency
Nollis Fen
- 6
Tuning Myself to Stay
Nollis Fen
- 7
Bleedthrough
Nollis Fen
- 8
The Sofa Knows the Song
Nollis Fen
- 9
Still in the Drafts
Nollis Fen
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Hold Still, I'm Fading In
Nollis Fen
- 11
Somewhere Under the Noise
Nollis Fen
- 12
Warm Enough to Answer
Nollis Fen
"Drift & Warmth" is an analog soul / bedroom funk album that embraces imperfect reception
Nollis Fen does not sing perfectly arranged emotions
He sings kindness that never quite becomes words, longing that remains tangled in crossed signals, and body heat still quietly sounding beneath the noise
Not every true voice arrives cleanly
In fact, because the signal is unstable and the voice is slightly hard to catch, the listener leans in and listens more closely
That intimate distance becomes the warmth of Nollis Fen's music
