Ash On The Windowsill

[Verse 1]
Mug on the table
Lipstick ring still warm
Half-read novel
Spine cracked
Your sweater on my arm
Street glow through the curtains
Time stuck at 2:04
TV flickers on the ceiling
I’m talking to the door
[Chorus]
You left your ash on the windowsill
Coffee gone cold
But I feel you still
Every little ghost that you forgot to kill
Keeps coming back
Coming back
Ash on the windowsill
Name in my mouth I can’t help but spill
Why does the quiet hit louder than you ever will
It’s coming back
Coming back
[Verse 2]
Phone face down on the counter
Blue light begging me to look
Your name hiding in the contacts
Like a torn-out page in a book
Bare feet on the tile
Chasing drafts along the floor
I swear I hear your keys
Pausing at the door (oh)
[Chorus]
You left your ash on the windowsill
Coffee gone cold
But I feel you still
Every little ghost that you forgot to kill
Keeps coming back
Coming back
Ash on the windowsill
Name in my mouth I can’t help but spill
Why does the quiet hit louder than you ever will
It’s coming back
Coming back
[Bridge]
Tell me
Are you lying there
Tracing my shape in the air
Do you taste my name like smoke
Every time you almost spoke
[Chorus]
You left your ash on the windowsill
Coffee gone cold
But I feel you still
Every little ghost that you forgot to kill
Keeps coming back
Coming back
Ash on the windowsill
Name in my mouth I can’t help but spill
Why does the quiet hit louder than you ever will
It’s coming back
Coming back (coming back)
It’s coming back
Coming back

Slow, intimate late-night R&B ballad, female vocals. Smoky piano at the center with soft tremolo, faint vinyl-style rain ambience tucked into the sides. Sparse, round bass and brushed, lazy snare enter on the first chorus, staying behind the vocal. Verse vocals close and breathy; choruses open with stacked harmonies and gentle reverb bloom. Subtle organ pad in the bridge, then everything strips back to just piano and rain for the last hook., female vocals, faint, r&b, slow