[Intro – whispered] Thirteen minutes. Keep saying his name. [Verse 1] London bleeds in neon rain, Midnight shaking on the pane. Something smiling, thin and still, Waiting on the windowsill. Noah heard a distant song, I knew every note was wrong. Then the curtain touched the floor, And his footsteps were no more. [Pre-Chorus] Every clock forgot a hand, Every street erased the sound. I could feel the whole world turn And leave one empty place behind. [Chorus] Thirteen minutes, count them down, One for every light that drowns. Say his name before it slips From your heart and from your lips. Thirteen minutes, hold the line, I will keep what should be mine. If the whole world lets him go, I’ll write his name where shadows grow. [Post-Chorus] Noah. Noah. Noah. Don’t let the silence learn his name. [Verse 2] Mother set a second plate, Then she asked me why it waits. In the photograph she held, One arm closed around itself. His room smelled of dust and rain, But she felt no missing shape. Every toy became a lie. Every memory learned to hide. [Pre-Chorus] Letters faded from the wall, Even while I watched them fall. So I carved them through the paint Until the plaster learned his face. [Chorus] Thirteen minutes, count them down, One for every light that drowns. Say his name before it slips From your heart and from your lips. Thirteen minutes, hold the line, I will keep what should be mine. If the whole world lets him go, I’ll write his name where shadows grow. [Bridge – male whisper] You cannot mourn what never stayed. You cannot lose what memory gave. Close your eyes and let him fade. There was never any name. [Female lead] Then why is it beneath my nails? Why does his bedroom breathe? Why does the night outside my window Know exactly where he sleeps? [Breakdown] One minute for his voice. One minute for his face. One minute for the hand That disappeared without a trace. Ten. Nine. Eight. Seven. I will not forget. Six. Five. Four. Three. You will not have him. Two. I still remember. One. [Final Chorus] Thirteen minutes came and went, But I know what the silence meant. Take the pictures, take the years, Take the proof that he was here. Thirteen minutes, hear me now, I will bring him back somehow. If your Neverland must feed, Take my memory—but not his name from me. [Outro] Noah. Noah? Who is Noah?
