[Quiet Intro - fingerstyle, finger-squeaks, intimate room] [Verse 1 - sparse, low vocal, close mic] I kept your letters in the floorboard seam, Where dust still learns to breathe. You said forever with a half-closed eye, I watched it fall beneath. [Pre-Chorus - bass enters, tension builds] And all the quiet that you left in me, Grew roots too deep to sever, You taught my hands how to let go, But not how to be clever. [Chorus - CRUSHING, low-tuned guitars, big drums] I am bones made of echoes, A hollow that knows your name, I screamed into the canyon, And it screamed back the same. I held the fire, it held me cold, A truth I can't outrun, I'm still the ash inside your palms, Long after you are gone. [Verse 2 - dramatic stop, then sparse again with bending lead] You left a sweater on the kitchen chair, It still holds your shape. I wear it like a second skin of doubt, A ghost I cannot shake. [Pre-Chorus 2 - surge, thick bass] And every prayer I never said out loud, Is rusting in the rafters, You laughed like a saint who lost his faith, And I believed you after. [Chorus - heavier, sweeping lines] I am bones made of echoes, A hollow that knows your name, I screamed into the canyon, And it screamed back the same. I held the fire, it held me cold, A truth I can't outrun, I'm still the ash inside your palms, Long after you are gone. [Bridge / Breakdown - drums stop, solo steel-string, raw whisper] Don't tell me healing takes time, Time takes everything it wants. Don't tell me love was a crime, We just paid what it costs. [Instrumental Solo - blues-rooted bending lead, controlled feedback] [Final Chorus - biggest, vocal break, then sudden silence] I am more than your leaving, More than the damage done, I am the storm you awakened, I am the war you won. But I will not be your shadow, I won't be your loaded gun — So take the ash from your palms now, I'm not your fallen one. [Outro - single guitar, natural room ambience] I'm not your fallen... [abrupt final stop]
