[Intro – Slow, contemplative] Coffee’s getting cold again, Another morning, just me. — One more day… [Verse 1 – Building gradually] Mom’s old carton of milk in the fridge, Expired two weeks ago today. Dad’s sports pages keep stacking up— The carrier never missed a day. “Living for family” used to mean something; Now it echoes like a hollow joke. Whose life was I living anyway? I choke on a laugh—guess that’s a joke. [Pre-Chorus – Rising] Lab results scattered on the table, Black-and-white reality. Twelve months, the papers say, But it still feels too long for me. [Chorus – Powerful] Take me away from this empty house, Where memories echo in every room. I’ve been living with ghosts too long— I’ll be with them soon. …Soon * [Verse 2 – More personal, raw] Mrs. Johnson next door says I’m looking pale; If she knew the news, she’d probably faint. That job I drift through every day Can’t color these hours with corporate paint. The boss’s Monday pep-talk emails Just hiss like static on the line— Numbers, targets, “stay the course”; I’m miles outside that design. [Pre-Chorus – Tighter, resigned] “Stay positive,” the doctor smiles, But hope died with them long ago. A year sounds generous on the page— Inside, it moves too slow. [Chorus – Reprise + harmony] Take me away from this empty house, Where memories echo in every room. I’ve been living with ghosts too long— I’ll be with them soon. Time to come home… [Bridge – Quiet, introspective] Dad’s old photo’s grinning back, Like he’s saying “hang in there, son.” But the silence weighs a thousand pounds— Come and get me when you’re done. [Break – Instrumental, soft vocal hum] La la la… la la la… I’m ready now… [Outro – Fading, peaceful] Gonna brew one final cup, Make enough for every soul. Maybe this time, while it’s warm, We’ll be drinking it together. [Music fades with gentle piano]
