Kitchen chair, empty air, no new bubbles on the screen. A ghost learning how to be alone. Piano ballad, 65 BPM.
Skyggefall · Nattarkiv Studio
Lyrics
Verse 1
I am sitting in the kitchen chair.
Just looking at the empty air.
The clock is ticking on the wall.
The house feels far too big and tall.
I haven't heard a voice today.
The words have all just gone away.
Verse 2
I watch the light move on the floor.
I do not look at the front door.
Because I know that no one calls.
It is just me and these four walls.
My hands are cold and my breath is slow.
I have nowhere left that I should go.
Chorus
It is a quiet kind of pain.
Like the sound of steady rain.
No one knows that I am here.
Behind the shadow and the fear.
Just a ghost in my own home.
Learning how to be alone.
Verse 3
I pick my phone up from the bed.
To see the things I haven't said.
No new bubbles on the screen.
Just the places where I have been.
The blue light hits my tired eyes.
And tells me all the same old lies.
Verse 4
I saw a picture on the shelf.
A man who looks like my old self.
He is smiling at the sun.
Back when the day was fun.
Now I just turn the lamp off slow.
And watch the last bit of the glow.
Bridge
Is there a point to all these rooms.
Where the dust just sits and looms.
I am talking to the ghosts I keep.
In the hours before I sleep.
Does the world still spin outside.
While I am staying here to hide.
Chorus
It is a quiet kind of pain.
Like the sound of steady rain.
No one knows that I am here.
Behind the shadow and the fear.
Just a ghost in my own home.
Learning how to be alone.
Outro
Still here. In the dark. In the quiet. Just me. Just me.