[Intro – Sparse piano, soft room tone, distant hum]
Some endings
don’t arrive loudly.
They just…
settle.
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[Verse 1 – Soft piano, restrained vocal delivery]
We didn’t plan the last moment,
it slipped between the days.
Like seasons changing quietly,
without asking us to stay.
Things we thought would last forever
learned a different name.
Not broken, not forgotten—
just no longer the same.
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[Pre-Chorus – Light strings, gentle breath harmonies]
No one’s wrong, no one’s right,
nothing left we need to prove.
Some things end not out of pain,
but out of growth we can’t undo.
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[Chorus – Minimal lift, emotional focus on vocal]
This is where we let go,
without anger, without blame.
Not everything that ends is loss,
some things leave us changed.
This is where we let go,
no goodbye we need to say.
We carry what was real with us,
and set the rest away.
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[Verse 2 – Bass enters subtly, still intimate]
Old rooms echo different now,
like they’ve learned to breathe alone.
The past still feels familiar,
but it doesn’t feel like home.
What we were was right back then,
for who we used to be.
Some chapters close themselves,
so the story can move free.
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[Pre-Chorus – Harmony stack grows slightly]
I don’t wish it stayed the same,
I don’t wish it disappeared.
I just thank the time it gave us,
and the lessons left in here.
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[Chorus – Slightly fuller, still controlled]
This is where we let go,
without rushing, without fear.
Not every ending needs a reason,
just a moment that feels clear.
This is where we let go,
no regret we need to hide.
What belonged to yesterday
can rest,
and so can I.
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[Bridge – Half-time feel, almost spoken-sung]
Some goodbyes don’t close a door,
they just leave it gently wide.
So when we look back someday,
we won’t wish we stayed inside.
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[Final Chorus – Emotional peak, no volume explosion]
This is where we let go,
with a steady, open hand.
Not because it didn’t matter,
but because we understand.
This is where we let go,
and allow the next to grow.
What we keep is what we learned—
what we leave
is what we’ve outgrown.
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[Outro – Piano alone, breath audible]
Some endings
are not sad.
They’re just
complete.
JAOP
