(Verse 1 - Soft, almost whispered)
The dust motes dance in a lonely sunbeam,
Highlighting the space where you used to dream.
I trace the cold porcelain of the empty cup,
Trying to find the moment when we gave up.
The air is thin now, weighted with a thing
That neither of us has the courage to bring.
(Chorus - Building slightly, a delicate plea)
Oh, this silence is heavier than stone,
It sinks to the floor where the light is unknown.
I hold my breath just to hear my own heart break,
A quiet surrender for goodness' sake.
The unspoken weight of what we couldn't keep,
Is the only promise that follows me in sleep.
(Verse 2 - Introspective, focused on fragile imagery)
I used to think my skin was thick enough for rain,
But every drop now carries a splinter of pain.
I fold myself small beneath the borrowed sky,
Watching the constellations forget how to lie.
We built a glass house on a riverbed of sand,
And waited for the current to wash away the land.
(Bridge - The emotional core, reaching for a high, soft note)
I don't need the thunder, I don't need the storm,
Just a single flicker to keep my spirit warm.
Tell me the truth, if it's only a ghost,
That the part of me you broke is the one I love the most.
(Chorus - Return to the gentle, aching plea)
Oh, this silence is heavier than stone,
It sinks to the floor where the light is unknown.
I hold my breath just to hear my own heart break,
A quiet surrender for goodness' sake.
The unspoken weight of what we couldn't keep,
Is the only promise that follows me in sleep.
(Outro - Fading out, piano dominant)
Just the silence... and the weight.
(A soft, sustained piano chord and cello note)
