

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Empty mug on the windowsill Lip print Little half-life of you Dust floating in a lazy spin Whole day holding its breath in this room Clock ticks like it’s scared to be heard My phone facedown Scared of the words I sit and listen to the air between What I thought I was and who I’ve been [Chorus] Room tone I can hear my heart in the quiet Soft drone Of the traffic humming outside it In the still I finally know What I should’ve said years ago In the hush Everything shows Room tone Telling me it’s time to let go [Verse 2] Folded note in a jacket sleeve Four lines All the bravest of me I read them like a stranger would Guess I was always close to good Light buzz Then the fridge kicks in Little jump Then I laugh again It’s wild how loud the truth can ring When I stop trying to make it sing (hey) [Chorus] Room tone I can hear my heart in the quiet Soft drone Of the traffic humming outside it In the still I finally know What I should’ve said years ago In the hush Everything shows Room tone Telling me it’s time to let go [Bridge] I used to fill every gap with a joke Every pause with another word spoke Now I let the silence talk me down From the edge I never named out loud [Chorus] Room tone I can hear my heart in the quiet Soft drone Of the traffic humming outside it In the still I finally know I don’t need your echo to grow In the hush Everything shows Room tone Saying it’s okay to let go
Tags
rock, Sparse, close-miked piano with long tails and plenty of air between chords; male vocals almost whispered in the verses, intimate and dry. Occasional palm-muted pop‑punk guitar doubles key melodic phrases, then opens into lightly driven power chords in the chorus. Subtle, warm bass and soft, brushed kick enter on the hook for a lift, then pull back to near-silence for the bridge. Dynamics lean on contrast—weightless pauses, then brief melodic surges—spotlighting the lyric and the “room tone” as part of the arrangement., soft, punk, minimal, pop, male vocals, tone, emotional
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2/7/2026