Domestic Silence

(sludgy, slow, claustrophobic; heavy low-end, minimal drums, guitar drones)

(Verse 1)

The rooms are empty but I hear you here,

Whispering softly, drawing near.

Every corner holds your shape,

Every shadow tries to escape.

I move through walls that hold your sound,

Chasing echoes you never left around.

I cook meals for hands that aren’t there,

Talk to the air like it could care.

(Pre-Chorus)

I don’t leave… I don’t sleep…

I fold myself in what I keep.

(Chorus)

Domestic silence, living in your ghost,

I’ll be your audience, your host.

Even if it’s wrong, I’ll pretend,

Every day is the one we’ll never end.

(Verse 2)

I trace the cracks in the wallpaper line,

Try to make them yours, make them mine.

The clock ticks backward, the lights hum low,

Time becomes something I can control.

(Bridge — whispered, echoing)

I don’t need the world…

I only need you…

The version I keep…

The one I never lose…

(Chorus 2 — heavier, echoing guitar)

Domestic silence, living in your ghost,

I’ll be your audience, your host.

Even if you left, I’ll rewrite the air,

Every empty room will find you there.

(Outro — feedback + distant footsteps)

You never left…

Not really…

Not here…