Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light,
A hollow echo in the night.
Empty spaces, cold and bare,
Ghosts of laughter linger there.
Wallpaper peels, a faded rose,
Where family portraits once composed
A gallery of smiles and grace,
Now just emptiness fills the space.
Each room a memory, sharp and keen,
Footsteps fading, an unheard scene.
The scent of lemon, faintly sweet,
A phantom touch, a lost retreat.
Empty rooms remain, a hollow ache,
Everything we built, for goodness sake.
Silent witness to a life undone,
Lost in shadows, 'til the setting sun.
The kitchen table, worn and old,
Stories whispered, bravely told.
Coffee stains and crayon art,
Ripped from pages, torn apart.
Each room a memory, sharp and keen,
Footsteps fading, an unheard scene.
The scent of cinnamon, softly blown,
A fragile comfort, all alone.
Empty rooms remain, a hollow ache,
Everything we built, for goodness sake.
Silent witness to a life undone,
Lost in shadows, 'til the setting sun.
Up the staircase, slow I climb,
A dusty photograph, frozen in time.
A child's small hand within my own,
A seed of joy, now overgrown.
The floorboards creak beneath my feet,
A rhythm echoing, bittersweet.
I search for traces, a lingering sign,
Of all the love that once was mine.
Empty rooms remain, a hollow ache,
Everything we built, for goodness sake.
Silent witness to a life undone,
Lost in shadows, 'til the setting sun.
The master bedroom, stripped and white,
Where dreams were woven in the night.
A single curtain, gently sways,
Reflecting on bygone days.
Empty rooms remain, a hollow ache,
Everything we built, for goodness sake.
Silent witness to a life undone,
Lost in shadows, 'til the setting sun.
Just empty rooms, and fading light,
Lost to darkness, lost to night.
Empty rooms, empty rooms...
A silent repeat in these rooms.
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