Lyric

The hallway kept its shape

Like you might come through

One sleeve on the railing

Still holding the blue

I left the light above it

Burning too long

As if a little brightness

Could prove I was wrong

I did not move it

I did not dare

Some part of me still thought

You needed it there

There are things we leave behind

When leaving is too hard

A button, a scent

A ghost in the yard

I heard rain on the windows

And checked the stairs

Like love could get cold

And remember its way back

I should have said something

When you were still near

Now I speak to fabric

That cannot hear

There are rooms that keep waiting

Long after we know

A door does not open

Just because we hope