[Instrumental Intro] [Soft early-morning bird calls fade in naturally, distant and calm. A gentle organ chord slowly enters beneath the birds, followed by sparse piano notes. As the birds fade out, bass settles in quietly and brushed drums begin, easing the song into motion.] [Instrumental Intro] [Soft organ establishes a gentle motif, slow piano notes answer it, bass moves patiently underneath, light cymbal swells drift in and out, giving the sense of something settling but never fully arriving.] [Chorus / Hook] It comes and goes No reason shown It finds its place Then leaves it alone Some days it’s near Some days it’s closed Whatever this is It comes and goes [Verse 1] I heard you moving in the hallway Before the floorboards spoke The door was left half-open Like a thought you never wrote The room still smells of morning Though the day has moved along There’s comfort in the silence Even when it feels wrong [Verse 2] You ask me if the kettle’s on I say it’s almost through We talk in small, familiar ways Like we always do Your eyes don’t quite stay still They rest, then drift away I notice things I never say And let them stay that way [Chorus / Hook] It comes and goes No reason shown It finds its place Then leaves it alone Some days it’s near Some days it’s closed Whatever this is It comes and goes [Post-Chorus Instrumental] [Organ holds long, breathing chords while a melodic guitar line quietly circles the chorus theme; drums stay minimal, letting the space do the work.] [Verse 3] I remember when it lingered Long enough to feel secure Now it comes in shorter moments Less certain than before We don’t speak about tomorrow Or the shape it might become We’ve learnt to keep our questions Softly folded on the tongue [Pre-Chorus] I won’t ask you for an answer You won’t offer one tonight Some things live between the seconds Out of reach of wrong or right [Chorus / Hook] It comes and goes Like it always has A quiet pull Then the calm that follows that I don’t chase it I don’t impose I let it be It comes and goes [Instrumental Break] [Piano leads with a simple repeating figure, organ swells underneath, bass subtly changes direction, hinting at movement without ever fully resolving.] [Bridge] Maybe we were never meant To hold it in one form Maybe it just shifts its weight To weather out the storm I won’t say it’s leaving I won’t say it’s stayed Some things only make their sense By moving this way [Final Chorus / Hook] It comes and goes That’s all I know No grand arrival No final close I stay where I am I let it show Whatever this is It comes and goes [Outro] If it’s here, I won’t question If it fades, I won’t pretend We’ve lived inside the passing moments And called that understanding