Knock on Quiet Doors by Rian Makar

[Verse 1] We used to map the quay with chalk and careless hands Two shadows in the doorway, two names written in the sand You taught me how to find the corner where the paint still breathes I taught you how to bow and hide the ways that duty weaves [Pre-Chorus] Then something nudged the balance — a silence grew too long You stopped coming to the embankment, the stencils lost their song [Chorus] So I knock on quiet doors and ask for what’s been missed Tell the grown-up stories wrong and reach for what I risked We were close as anything, closer than the shore I carry all the pieces — I won’t let go for sure [Verse 2] You learned the city’s corners; I learned how to keep a seat We traded boots for ribbons, hid truth beneath our feet When trouble braided itself in alleys, I turned the other way But loyalty is heavier than the roles we play [Pre-Chorus] I stand beneath a lantern, breath pressed to the pane I speak to a soft face through the dark and say your name [Chorus] So I knock on quiet doors and ask for what’s been missed Tell the grown-up stories wrong and reach for what I risked We were close as anything, closer than the shore I carry all the pieces — I won’t let go for sure [Bridge (synth undercurrent, honest)] There’s a weight to being fifteen that no lecture can explain Responsibility arrives like rain and sometimes stains the plain I’m learning how to answer when the harbor calls my name To hold a brother’s promise and to hold you just the same [Chorus (lifted / full band)] So I knock on quiet doors and call for what we lost I trade my practiced curtsy for the courage that it costs We were close as anything — reckless, raw, and sure If friendship asks for saving, then I’ll be the cure [Outro (soft, intimate)] When morning finds the mural and the city rights its thread I’ll meet you at the embankment with both hands at our stead We’ll fix the frayed beginnings and learn what grown-ups know Close isn’t only feeling — it’s the courage to show.