[00:11.403]"Yeah, it's just the echoes..."
[00:25.140]The light is tracing patterns on the ceiling
[00:31.641]I’m just documenting a certain kind of feeling
[00:38.210]It’s not the fire, it’s the way the embers glow
[00:44.188]In the hollow spaces where the shadows start to grow
[00:50.870]I see the ghost of your hand on the velvet chair
[00:57.842]A heavy kind of silence hanging in the air
[01:16.685]And I’m not waiting for the clock to turn back
[01:23.002]Just watching the dust settle in every little crack
[01:28.967]Of this sanctuary we built and left behind
[01:35.869]A faded architecture in the back of my mind
[01:48.685]Oh, it’s a quiet vibration, a ripple in the sea
[01:55.849]Of everything you were and all you’ve left with me
[02:01.843]It’s a beautiful weight, it’s a crease I can’t smooth
[02:08.251]Just a gentle distortion of a long-forgotten truth
[02:26.963]I’m memorizing the texture of the cold stone floor
[02:33.569]Tracing the lines that don't lead to your door anymore
[02:40.367]It’s a solitary rhythm, a slow-motion blue
[02:46.530]Finding the poetry in the absence of you
[02:53.149]No more longing, just a steady kind of grace
[03:04.663]Don’t wake the ghost.
[03:10.995]Don’t dim the light.
[03:17.282]Let the static stay...
[03:22.664]Until the end of the night!
[03:31.257]Oh, it’s a quiet vibration, a ripple in the sea
[03:38.331]Of everything you were and all you’ve left with me
[03:44.543]It’s a beautiful weight, it’s a crease I can’t smooth
[03:50.812]Just a gentle distortion of a long-forgotten truth
[04:02.004]The ripple in the sea...
[04:09.576]The absence of you...

"Yeah, it's just the echoes..."
The light is tracing patterns on the ceiling
I’m just documenting a certain kind of feeling
It’s not the fire, it’s the way the embers glow
In the hollow spaces where the shadows start to grow
I see the ghost of your hand on the velvet chair
A heavy kind of silence hanging in the air
And I’m not waiting for the clock to turn back
Just watching the dust settle in every little crack
Of this sanctuary we built and left behind
A faded architecture in the back of my mind
Oh, it’s a quiet vibration, a ripple in the sea
Of everything you were and all you’ve left with me
It’s a beautiful weight, it’s a crease I can’t smooth
Just a gentle distortion of a long-forgotten truth
I’m memorizing the texture of the cold stone floor
Tracing the lines that don't lead to your door anymore
It’s a solitary rhythm, a slow-motion blue
Finding the poetry in the absence of you
No more longing, just a steady kind of grace
Don’t wake the ghost.
Don’t dim the light.
Let the static stay...
Until the end of the night!
Oh, it’s a quiet vibration, a ripple in the sea
Of everything you were and all you’ve left with me
It’s a beautiful weight, it’s a crease I can’t smooth
Just a gentle distortion of a long-forgotten truth
The ripple in the sea...
The absence of you...