[Intro] [Melodische Gitarrenakkorde – wehmütig] [Streicher setzen sanft ein – warme Flächentöne, tiefes Cello vibriert] --- [Verse 1] Walked past the corner where we used to meet Same cracked pavement under tired feet The world keeps turning, unaware Of all the ghosts still standing there [Leichtes Streichquartett – rhythmisch untermalend, dezent im Hintergrund] --- [Verse 2] You said time would heal the rest But I still carry your last text A half-worn smile, a cigarette Things I should have said — and yet... [Hörner legen melancholische Akzente, Streicher greifen Thema auf] --- [Chorus] No one told the sky we’re through Still paints it grey like it always knew No one told the streets to fade But they echo every step I made [Orchester schwillt leicht an, begleitet Gitarrenriff, tiefe Streicher betonen Emotion] --- [Verse 3] The bar’s still open down the lane Same old jukebox, same old pain Your song still plays at half past two Like it forgot to forget you [Flöten und sanftes Klavier mischen sich mit gezupften Streichern – bittersüß] --- [Chorus] No one told the sky we’re through Still paints it grey like it always knew No one told the night to break But it shivers in the same old ache [Orchesterfülle leicht gesteigert – Gänsehautmoment, ohne zu überladen] --- [Bridge] [Gitarre + Orchester gemeinsam – dramatisch steigernd] We build our days on shifting ground Looking up, but never down --- [Final Chorus] No one told the sky we’re gone Still sings that same old, lonesome song No one told the past to leave So it lingers when I try to breathe [Streicher führen die Melodie, Bläser stützen – episch, ohne Kitsch] --- [Outro] [Langsames Gitarren-Feedback, Streichertremolo fließt aus, Piano-Akkord verklingt] I walk on, you fade slow Still no one told the sky, you know
