[Female – soft modern pop] The last one finally let go this morning Soft red pieces across the floor I stood there longer than I needed Then reached for the broom beside the door The sound of bristles on the hardwood Was louder than I thought it’d be Every sweep gathered what was left of us And moved it toward the waiting street [Male – rising rock] I watched you from the other room Saw the careful way you moved the pile Didn’t offer to help or stop you Just let the ending take its while [Both – building] Sweeping them away Sweeping them away Clearing the space we used to fill Sweeping them away Sweeping them away Making room for whatever comes still [Female] I opened the door and let the wind Take the lightest pieces down the steps The heavier ones I carried further Until the bag was full and tied and left You came and stood beside the empty vase Looked at the clean spot on the table Neither of us filled the silence But the quiet felt a little more stable [Male – full rock force] I never thought the end would look like this Just a broom and an open door No big fight, no final speech Just the soft sound of what we were before [Both – soaring] Sweeping them away Sweeping them away Clearing the space we used to fill Sweeping them away Sweeping them away Making room for whatever comes still [Female – quiet bridge] Later I sat in the cleared-out kitchen Felt the air move differently The scent was lighter, almost gone And for the first time I could finally breathe [Male] I put the broom back in the corner Wiped the last faint mark from the floor Then turned and looked at you across the room And neither of us needed more [Both – final powerful chorus] Sweeping them away Sweeping them away Clearing the space we used to fill Sweeping them away Sweeping them away Making room for whatever comes still Sweeping them away And the house feels bigger than before Sweeping them away We’re still standing in the open door [Outro – female and male overlapping softly then fading] Sweeping them away… (All of it) Sweeping them away…
