๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธSeptember Artist Showcase. Support Your Fellow Artists.๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ See the playlist @ https://suno.com/playlist/bb031e22-ebd7-4962-bbf5-dbe612fc2bf1 The moonlight bleeds through the cracked window pane Iโ€™m tracing the shadows of your hollowed-out name Youโ€™re staring at walls that donโ€™t speak back to you While the poison turns violet, the sky turns to blue I reach for your hand but itโ€™s cold as the stone A stranger is sleeping here, inside of my home The needle, the bottle, the silence, the lie Iโ€™m watching the light leave the back of your eye. Youโ€™re already gone, though youโ€™re standing right here Drowning in static, consumed by the fear The ghost of the lover I knew yesterday Has drifted like smoke in a violent gray Already gone, and Iโ€™m holding the ghost Of the one that I loved, and the one I miss most. Verse 1 Iโ€™m tracing the lines on a face that I know, but the eyes are just glass where the light used to glow. Youโ€™re sitting right here, in the chair by the door, but youโ€™re miles away on a desolate shore. I reach for your hand and I feel only cold, a story of wreckage thatโ€™s already told. The ghost of the lover I held yesterday, is trapped in a shadow thatโ€™s fading to gray. The silence is heavy, itโ€™s thick in the room, a flower thatโ€™s withered before it could bloom. Youโ€™re breathing beside me, a pulse in the dark, but the fire is gone, not a flicker or spark. Iโ€™m mourning a heartbeat thatโ€™s still beating fast, a future erased by the weight of the past. Youโ€™re already gone, though youโ€™re standing in sight, just a hollowed-out echo lost in the night. The clinical texts say that hope is a chore When youโ€™re scrubbing the wreckage off of the floor They speak of the cycle, the dopamine chase While Iโ€™m losing the map to the lines of your face You trade all our secrets for one more escape While Iโ€™m left to measure the shape of the drape Of the shroud that youโ€™re wearing, invisible thread Youโ€™re living in dreams, but youโ€™re already dead. Youโ€™re already gone, though youโ€™re standing right here Drowning in static, consumed by the fear The ghost of the lover I knew yesterday Has drifted like smoke in a violent gray Already gone, and Iโ€™m holding the ghost Of the one that I loved, and the one I miss most. The chemistry shifts, the synapses fray Iโ€™m begging the darkness to keep you away From the edge of the cliff where youโ€™re dancing alone Iโ€™m carving your absence in pillars of stone. Already gone... Just a shell in the dark... Already gone...