[Fingerpicked Acoustic Guitar Intro] [Intro] [Breath] The floorboards settled in the hall. The porch light threw a shadow on the wall. I watched your coat slip from the chair, And let the silence hang suspended in the air. [Verse 1] [Hushed Vocals] My tongue was heavy, tied with lead. I memorized the pattern of the rug instead. Your hand was resting on the door, A fraction of a second, maybe slightly more. [Pre-Chorus] [Fragile Delivery] I had it ready in my throat, A tiny, paper-folded note. But I just swallowed it away. [Chorus] [Close-Mic Whisper] The ghost of what I didn't speak, Is resting now against my cheek. A quiet house, a shallow breath, A dozen syllables that starved to death. [Sparse Cello] [Bridge] [Voice Breaking] I see the moment playing in reverse. I trade the safety for the curse. I open up my mouth to try— [Silent Pause] But memory only plays the goodbye. [Outro] [Muted Strumming] The room is cold. The story folds. Unsaid. [Breath] [Fading Acoustic Outro]
