Ink At Night

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.