Exit Through the Mouth of God

[Intro] If these are the last words, let them belong to the wind. [Verse I] I folded my name into silence. Left it beneath an empty chair. The morning will arrive without me, wearing the same indifferent face. [Chorus] I leave no kingdom. I leave no crown. Only an echo walking out of sound. [Verse II] The windows learned my breathing. The dust memorized my hands. Even the shadows seem reluctant to admit I've disappeared. [Pseudobiblical Verse] And the Voice spoke from the hollow places, saying: "Dust remembers every name, yet keeps none forever. The river does not judge the stone it carries, nor the night the weary traveler beneath its stars. What is broken shall be weighed with mercy, and what is spoken in sorrow shall not be forgotten. For every breath is written in a book unseen, and every silence is known before it is born." [Bridge] If heaven has a doorway, it is older than my fear. If mercy has a language, I have forgotten how it sounds. Still I lift these broken words, hoping they become birds before they become stone. [Verse III] Do not carve monuments from absence. Do not mistake quiet for peace. Carry what kindness you can find; leave the rest to the night. [Final Chorus] No curse upon the living. No anger for the past. Only a fading voice becoming larger than itself. [Outro] When the silence opens, call me only a traveler. The mouth of God closes, and the echo keeps singing.