Your Grief is not Mine

[Intro – Whispered, layered like distant echoes] She stood at the edge of the lake… Wearing silence like a shroud. The water remembers. But no one listens now. [Verse 1] Paper doors and broken thread, A voice that lingers where she bled. The breeze still speaks her name each night, And the moon won’t share its light. [Verse 2] Candles flicker—none were lit, A prayer half-finished, ashes split. She stitched her pain into the walls, A sorrow bound within these halls. [Chorus 1 – Haunting, slow, melodic] Yurei… don’t follow me home, Your tears stain the stone. You dream in dust and ash and pine, But your grief is not mine. [Verse 3] Steps where no one should have tread, Feathers fall where sparrows fled. A bell once used to call the dead, Now rings inside my head. [Verse 4 – Instrumental underneath, growing tension] She knelt beneath the twisted tree, Whispers floating over me. The mirror cracked, the ink ran dry, Still waiting for goodbye. [Bridge – Spoken whispers layered over sparse melody] She wasn’t evil… just alone. The walls remember the weeping. I think… she does too. Smudge the air… it only delays the truth. [Chorus 2 – fuller, desperate] Yurei… don’t follow me home, I see you when I’m alone. The valley weeps, the silence grows, There’s nowhere left the spirit goes. [Outro – fading, melodic echoes] Restless soul, stitched in place, No time, no name, no face. Leave your burdens in the tide, Go now, spirit… walk the other side.