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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You left your cup
On the second shelf
Lip print fading
Like you meant to come back
One sock in the dryer
Old note in the trash
Your shadow still hanging
On the back of my chair
[Chorus]
I keep a little room for your name
Right between the hurt and the grace
Every quiet corner
Every half-made space
I keep a little room for your name
Even when it aches
[Verse 2]
Talk to the ceiling
While the kettle warms
Steam ghosts rising
In the shape of your hands
Fold down your pillow
So it doesn’t get cold
Scoot to the edge
Just in case you come home
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Maybe you’re laughing
In some other kitchen
Another late Sunday
Another soft light
If you ever wander
Back through this doorway
You’ll find all your echoes
Stacked where you left them
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 30, 2025
Duration2:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
folk, Gentle indie-folk ballad, soft male vocals. Intimate close-mic acoustic and woody upright bass in the verses; you can hear fingers and chair creaks. Subtle brushed snare and swells of pedal steel bloom in the choruses. Vocal stays whisper-close with layered harmonies lifting the hook, ending on a hushed, breathy outro that feels like the room exhaling., acoustic, vocal, male vocals, gentle, ballad, soft
Credits
Prompt by
HollowVotive
HollowVotiveModelAria v5
Prompt
Gentle indie-folk ballad with soft male vocals, intimate close-mic fingerpicked acoustic and woody upright bass in the verses. Vocal sits whisper-close with audible breaths and room creaks; subtle
