The Kettle Behind the Toaster
Style: Irish air

[Verse 1]
Fingerprints on the old silver kettle
Nobody else would think to see
But I know whose hand made that pattern
Ottilie, that mark belongs to thee

[Chorus]
Ottilie, you steady my morning
Ottilie, you're first in my mind
Everyone else moves past it unknowing
Only I know what I'll find

[Verse 2]
The kitchen gets loud in the evening
Voices and pans and the door
But I still find your shape in the corner
Same as I found it before

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing about you is loud or demanding
Still you're the thing that I seek
Every small trace that you leave behind you

[Chorus]
Ottilie, you steady my morning
Ottilie, you're first in my mind
Everyone else moves past it unknowing
Only I know what I'll find

[Bridge]
Let the kettle stay smudged and forgotten
Let the crowd never notice at all
I would know you by touch in the darkness
I would know you by one thing you'd call

[Chorus]
Ottilie, you steady my morning
Ottilie, you're first in my mind
Everyone else moves past it unknowing
Only I know what I'll find

[Outro]
Someone will wipe that kettle down shining
I'll still know it was your hand that stayed

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