[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1 ] We walk the path where the water bends, a quiet place the daylight never ends. Tiles in the grass like forgotten bones, a story lost in the undertones. [Verse 1 — continued] The creek keeps humming like it knows the truth, a lullaby for the dying roots. Something lived here, something stayed, something time could never fade. [Pre‑Chorus] And in the silence, I feel a pulse, a house that breathes beneath the dust. A shadow home, a whispered name, a memory without a frame. [Chorus] Brick for brick, it slipped away, into the creek where the echoes play. No one knows what stood right here, but I can feel it — crystal clear. Brick for brick, the past sinks deep, into the water where secrets sleep. And though the world forgot this place, I see its ghost in every trace. [Instrumental Bridge - Extended] [Verse 2] A chimney tile with a painted rose, still holding warmth nobody knows. A fragment of a life once bright, now drifting soft in fading light. [Verse 2 — continued] Maybe a fire, maybe a storm, maybe a life that lost its form. But every shard beneath our feet still hums a song the years repeat. [Bridge (Atmospheric / Whispered)] Maybe the walls still dream in stone, maybe the creek still calls them home. Maybe the orchard remembers rain, maybe the earth still holds their names. [Final Chorus] Brick for brick, it fell from time, washed away in a gentle rhyme. But when I stand beside this stream, I see the house — like in a dream. Brick for brick, it fades from sight, but something here still holds the light. And though the truth is lost to years, the creek still sings it in my ears. "Even if its not there anymore... we remember it..." [Instrumental Outro]
