[DarkSouthernHipHop][CinematicOrchestral][MaleBaritone][ConversationalRap][DarkBanjo][Deep808][Strings][NoSinging][NoVocalRuns] [Verse 1] There’s a coat I haven't worn in years, and I still know what lived inside the pockets. There’s a number I don't call anymore— my fingers haven't quite forgotten. There’s a street I never drive, though nothing there could hurt me now. Strange how the body keeps a map long after you’ve moved out. Some memories don't know they're over. They keep arriving without warning. The cellos drag an old December through a summer afternoon. [Chorus][FullBeat] I kept the porch light burning for the lives I left before, keys to houses standing where there ain't a house no more. Every time I changed, I left a little light behind, like the person I had been might need it one more time. [Verse 2] Old receipts from places that aren't there now, voices I can hear without playing them back. Rooms where I learned how to disappear, names that still turn my head across a crowded room. I wore every one till the seams gave way, carried yesterday into yesterday— [Break] Every door I ever opened left somebody on the other side. I kept calling that survival. Never asked who stayed behind. [Build] Every version left something— a word, a scar, a way I hold my hands. I wouldn't have this voice without the ones I used to have. [Final Chorus][Big] I kept the porch light burning for the lives I left before, keys to houses standing where there ain't a house no more. Tonight I let the darkness have the light I left behind— They don't need to find me. [Orchestral Climax] Old names... Other side... Forgotten... From here... [Silence] [Outro][CloseMic] I put one finger on the ivory. Didn't know what I was looking for. Pressed down. And every room I'd ever left stopped asking me to choose. One note. Not to kill the noise— just to hold it all together. [Warm Resolution]
