

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Found your mug on the counter Lip print fading in the dust Every floorboard knows our footsteps Now it only remembers one of us [Chorus] This empty house echoes your name Every quiet room sounds the same Talk to the walls so I don’t break Set two plates Then scrape one away This empty house It don’t feel like mine Since you walked out It’s just four walls and time [Verse 2] Your sweater’s still on the chair back Sleeves hanging like they’re reaching out I sleep sideways in the doorway Like I might keep all the shadows out [Chorus] This empty house echoes your name Every quiet room sounds the same Talk to the walls so I don’t break Set two plates Then scrape one away This empty house It don’t feel like mine Since you walked out It’s just four walls and time [Bridge] I keep the TV on low (oh) Can’t stand the sound of my own bones Light one candle at the sink Watch it tremble when I think If you opened up that door Would it recognize you anymore [Chorus] This empty house echoes your name Every quiet room sounds the same Talk to the walls so I don’t break Set two plates Then scrape one away This empty house It don’t feel like mine Just a frame where our old life hangs dry [Outro] One cup in the cupboard One key on the ring I breathe in the silence And call it living
Tags
folk, Slow, intimate indie folk ballad with male vocals; close-mic’d acoustic guitar leading, soft melodic dobro weeping between vocal lines. Subtle string quartet swells paint the sadness, while a distant, reverb-drenched electric guitar adds ghostly shimmer. Arrangement starts sparse, blooms gently in the second chorus, then falls back to just guitar and voice on the final lines., string quartet, acoustic, electric, indie folk, sad, slow
4:13
No
1/17/2026