(slow groove, intimate delivery, cold soul voice, almost spoken in places) (voice low, slightly empty, close to mic) Light through the blinds… already past Hands on the table… holding the last Cup going cold… no one to call Just the hum of the room… and that's all Verse 2 (long pauses between lines, let bass breathe) A name I kept… doesn't fit now The door still clicks… I'm not sure how I count the things… I didn't say Quiet enough… to last the day Chorus (soft but hollow, warm distance) Almost remembered Almost enough Almost the shape of something Almost like love Almost remembered Fading through Like a signal with no sender Coming through Verse 3 (voice almost speaking, still tone) Afternoon light… bends on the wall I had a thought… can't place it at all Let the room talk… let the silence win Another day… already been Outro (very sparse vocal, near nothing) Almost there now… soft and thin Same quiet ache… from deep within Let the bass hold… let the evening go Almost remembered… almost.
