

The room stayed open
After you were gone
One glass on the table
Catching streetlight wrong
I did not call you
I did not move
I let the late hour
Take the shape of you
Outside the window
The loading doors glow
Blue white rectangles
In a row
Nothing is moving
But nothing feels still
The city keeps working
Against my will
Warehouse Lights After Midnight
Burning through the gray
You left in silence
But the night won’t fade
I close my eyes
And the room stays bright
Some people leave
But they keep on lighting the night
A truck turns slowly
Under sodium gold
I count its reverse lights
Instead of getting cold
Your side of the bed
Is flat and clear
Like even the fabric
Knows you are not here
I wanted darkness
Something complete
A clean little ending
Under my feet
But every window
Across the quay
Keeps one small version
Of you awake in me
Nothing shuts down
When a feeling is done
The harbor keeps humming
Under no sun
I tell myself
This is only light
But I still look for you
In the windows at night
Maybe love ends
Without a sound
Not with a door
Not with a breakdown
Just one body leaving
One room turning wide
And too many lamps
Still burning outside
Nothing shuts down
When a feeling is done
The harbor keeps humming
Under no sun
You are not coming
I know that part
But the lights stay open
Like a wound in the dark
After midnight
After you
The city still works
And I do too
- Lyricist
Mirsa Tollen
- Composer
Elva Krenn
- Producer
Tomas Fenn
- Vocals
Mirsa Tollen

Listen to Warehouse Lights After Midnight by Mirsa Tollen
Streaming / Download
- 1
Rain at the Terminal
Mirsa Tollen
- 2
The Spare Key by the Canal
Mirsa Tollen
- 3
Close Enough to Leave
Mirsa Tollen
- 4
A Passing Shower in My Room
Mirsa Tollen
- 5
No Reply at the Ferry Gate
Mirsa Tollen
- 6
Passing Through Me
Mirsa Tollen
- 7
I Was Only a Port to You
Mirsa Tollen
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Warehouse Lights After Midnight
Mirsa Tollen
- 9
You Left Before the Tide
Mirsa Tollen
- 10
Still Here by the Harbor Fog
Mirsa Tollen
- 11
Where You Ended, I Began
Mirsa Tollen
Mirsa Tollen's debut album Passing Through Me is set in a North Sea port city, capturing a relationship that felt like love to her, but was only temporary to the other person
Against rain-soaked trams, ferry terminals, and warehouse lights at night, she sings of almost-lovers, vague goodbyes, mornings of farewell, and the traces left behind, through cold minimal synths and a soft restrained voice...