Verse 1
The room’s a low-lit echo,
shadows leaning in like they’re listening.
My pencil drifts where your name used to live,
soft ghosts on the paper,
breathing slow in the quiet.
Chorus
I draw what I can’t say
you blur into every line anyway.
Midnight keeps replaying your voice
while the music folds around me.
I swear the dark knows your shape
better than I do.
Verse 2
Headphones humming like a heartbeat,
something slow, something aching.
Every lyric lands heavy,
like it knows the things I hide
when the light’s gone.
Chorus
I draw what I can’t say
you blur into every line anyway.
Midnight keeps replaying your voice
while the music folds around me.
I swear the dark knows your shape
better than I do.
I draw what I can’t say
you blur into every line anyway.
Midnight keeps replaying your voice
while the music folds around me.
I swear the dark knows your shape
better than I do.
Outro
Pages fill, songs fade,
and the night closes its fist around the last thought of you.
I let it take you
just for now
so I can finally sleep.