These Empty Rooms

There’s a stillness in the silence Like holding breath the space between these shadows Is all thats left The moonlight paints across the ceiling Cold blue across the floor I stand alone inside the quiet Waiting for something more Nothing written on these walls, This story's mine Starlight through the window shows me I'm alive I know the voice inside is me The person I was meant to be In the dark these empty rooms became my sky Pictures leaning by the doorway Taped up boxes Pieces of a life half-finished traces of the process There’s a notebook on the counter thoughts I never said Every page feels like an outcry Revolutions in my head Soft rain tapping on the window Cold on the glass Standing here in this silence Releasing the past And the shadows in the corners familiar in the dark Now the room is slowly filling With the pieces of my heart Nothing written on these walls, This story's mine Starlight through the window shows me I'm alive I know the voice inside is me The person I was meant to be In the dark these empty rooms became my sky Spaces wide enough that I can finally breathe Room enough to chase the future that I see No trembling when I speak Not ashamed of what's beneath For the first time, I can say that I feel free [Bridge - Vox speaker effect on voice] I spent years afraid of silence Like the dark would swallow me Like if I stopped to hear my own thoughts They’d become the death of me Now the quiet feels like breathing Like the weight is finally gone And the person underneath it all Has been waiting here all along Nothing written on these walls, This story's mine Starlight through the window shows me I'm alive I know the voice inside is me The person I was meant to be In the dark these empty rooms became my sky Spaces wide enough that I can finally breathe Room enough to chase the future that I see No trembling when I speak Not ashamed of what's beneath For the first time, I can say that I feel free