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[Verse 1]
The front steps still lean right
Like they know my name
Crayon marks in the doorframe
A birthday candle stain
Mama’s jar of buttons
Still rattles in the hall
And your old blue bike rusts
By the peeling kitchen wall
[Pre-Chorus]
I can hear our footsteps
In the boards at night
Every crack in the ceiling
Held a little life
[Chorus]
Goodbye, old house
You kept me safe
Goodbye, old house
You learned my face
Every room, every scar
Still burns like a spark
Goodbye, old house
You live in my heart
[Verse 2]
The attic’s full of summer
In a box of broken glass
Comic books and Polaroids
And a dog-eared class pass
The maple by the mailbox
Still throws the same shade
And the swing on the back fence
Still groans the way it did back in eighth
[Pre-Chorus]
I can hear our footsteps
In the boards at night
Every crack in the ceiling
Held a little life
[Chorus]
Goodbye, old house
You kept me safe
Goodbye, old house
You learned my face
Every room, every scar
Still burns like a spark
Goodbye, old house
You live in my heart
[Bridge]
If these walls could talk
They’d say, stay a while
But the boxes by the hallway
Are stacked up mile by mile
I’ll take the chipped white teacup
The key, the faded map
And all the little ghosts of us
That time can’t pack
[Final Chorus]
Goodbye, old house
You kept me safe
Goodbye, old house
You learned my face
Every room, every scar
Still burns like a spark
Goodbye, old house
You live in my heart
[Outro]
Goodbye, old house
Goodbye, old house
I’m taking you with me
In the dark
Details
GeneratedMay 1, 2026
Duration3:26
LanguageEnglish
Style
Alternative rock with punk bite and hard-rock lift, midtempo and driving with snare-forward verses, power-chord pre-choruses, and a wide singalong chorus that blooms then tightens again. Verse rides clipped guitar stabs and tom fills; pre-chorus opens with ringing chords and rising harmony; chorus hits with stacked gang vocals and a hooky refrain. Vocal is close-mic and cracked in verses, doubled and shouted on hooks, with delay throws on key last words. Ear candy: door-slam reverse swells, tape hiss between lines, and a final chord scrape into a held feedback tail. Mix is gritty, bright, and punchy., hard rock, rock, punk, alternative rock
Credits
Prompt bySoundBanger578
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A poignant song about saying goodbye to a childhood home, packed with memories in every corner, rock, alternative rock, hard rock, punk
