Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Your jacket still hangs by the door
Salt on the frame from the rain
I still set out two of the cups
Then remember your name
The house holds its breath when I pass
Like it knows I might fall apart
I keep finding you in the rooms
In the dents you left in my heart
[Pre-Chorus]
And there are too many of us here
With the same hollow stare
Too many hands on the table
Reaching for you, not air
[Chorus]
Too many of us grieving
Too many hearts gone raw
You left us here believing
You'd come back through that door
Too many of us missing you
Too many nights unheard
We say your name in pieces
And it still breaks like glass on the curb
[Verse 2]
Your mother keeps your blue scarf
Folded soft in a drawer
Your brother walks the hallway
Like he's waiting for more
I watch your little niece color
She draws you with a crown
And I bite down on the silence
So I don't let the whole room drown
[Pre-Chorus]
And there are too many of us here
With our grief in one place
Too many crumbs on the counter
Too much of your face
[Chorus]
Too many of us grieving
Too many hearts gone raw
You left us here believing
You'd come back through that door
Too many of us missing you
Too many nights unheard
We say your name in pieces
And it still breaks like glass on the curb
[Bridge]
If love could pull you back
We'd have torn down the sky
If tears could make a doorway
We'd be crossing all night
But all we get is the echo
And the chair by the fire
So we hold each other tighter
While the winter climbs higher
[Final Chorus]
Too many of us grieving
Too many hearts gone raw
You left us here believing
You'd come back through that door
Too many of us missing you
Too many nights unheard
We say your name in pieces
And it still breaks like glass on the curb
[Outro]
Say it soft
Say it true
We are broken
Missing you
Style
alternative rock ballad with celtic rock lift and dream-pop hazemid-tempo and swaying in 6/8. verse stays bare with fingerpicked guitarlow tomsand a lone tin-whistle answer; pre-chorus opens with stacked harmonies and rising drums; chorus blooms with chiming electrics and crushed cymbals. female vocals close-mic in verseswide doubles on hooksaching ad-libs. airy reverb tailsreversed swellsand a final whistle coda; warmcinematicand fragile.celtic rockballademotionalalternative rockdream pop
Prompt
An emotional female ballad that sounds like a song by The Cranberries, about the loved ones left behind after someone they love OD’s and there are too many of us grieving, missing them,broken
Credits
Prompt by
ByteBaddi3
ByteBaddi3GeneratedMay 2, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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