Verse 1
Learning to count the empty rooms
Left by the memories of your name
Dirt on the windows like a map
Places where we used to stand
Midnight keeps the ledger of
promises that came and went
I trace the margins of your photograph until the paper understands
Pre-Chorus
There’s language in the silence
that keeps folding me in two
Calendars of small betrayals where every date remembers you
Chorus
The grief lasts a lifetime, it wears the shape of every year
It hides inside the laughter and it answers when I hear
The time that keeps on turning
An open wound that will not close
The grief lasts a lifetime, and still I learn to hold it close
Verse 2
Unfinished sentences like an anchor inside my coat
The chains rattle when I walk through Rooms that grips me by the throat
Streetlights stitch the skyline with the thread of what we lost
I bargain with the moonlight for the warmth that came at such a cost
Pre-Chorus
Memory is a stubborn tide
that lifts me up and pulls me under
I listen for your footsteps in the thunder
All you left has been torn asunder
Chorus
The grief lasts a lifetime, it finds me in the smallest things
A coffee cup, a song, the way the winter always brings
A hollow where the sunlight used to lay its gentle hand
The grief lasts a lifetime, and still I try to stand
Bridge
Sometimes I wear your absence like a coat too thin for winter
Sometimes I build a fortress out of letters I will never send
I speak to ghosts in doorways, bargain with the air for mercy
But mercy is a distant country and I am always late to enter
Verse 3
There are anniversaries that bloom like bruises on the skin
I learn the names of new beginnings while the old ones ache within
Children laugh in playgrounds where our shadows used to meet
I fold my grief into a lullaby and hum it to the street
Breakdown
Not every day is heavy, some days are only gray
Not every night is endless, some nights simply stay
But under every sunrise there is a quiet undertow
A current that remembers everything I try to let go
Chorus Variation
The grief lasts a lifetime, it teaches me the cost of love
It carves a map of tenderness and leaves me tracing where you were
It is a stubborn teacher, patient, cruel, and kind
The grief lasts a lifetime, and in its lessons I am lined
Coda
So I keep a little altar of the ordinary and the true
A chipped cup, a folded note, the echo of your shoe
I do not ask for healing as if it were a single light
I learn to live with shadows, and to carry them like light
Final Refrain
The grief lasts a lifetime, but so does what we gave
It lives inside the living and it teaches how to brave
The days that come with empty hands and pockets full of time
The grief lasts a lifetime, and so does what was mine.