Three days without a word. Calling his own name just to hear it fall. Minimalist piano ballad, 55 BPM.
Skyggefall · Nattarkiv Studio

Three days without a word. Calling his own name just to hear it fall. Minimalist piano ballad, 55 BPM.
Skyggefall · Nattarkiv Studio
Verse 1
I haven’t spoken a word in three days.
Just watching the dust in the sun’s lonely rays.
I called out my name just to hear a sound.
But it fell like a stone to the cold, hard ground.
My voice sounded strange, like a ghost in the hall.
Like someone I used to know, once, before the fall.
Verse 2
I’m staring at chairs where no one will sit.
A candle is cold and it’s no longer lit.
The phone is a mirror that shows me my face.
A person who’s taking up too much space.
I wonder if anyone’s thinking of me.
Or if I’m just a ripple in a vast, empty sea.
Bridge
I’m still here.
I’m still here.
Please tell me I’m real.
Tell me that someone can feel what I feel.
Because the silence is screaming so loud in my head.
I’m living a life, but I feel like I’m dead.
Chorus
It’s the loneliness, it’s a heavy, dark room.
It’s a garden where nothing can ever quite bloom.
I’m reaching for hands that are never quite there.
I’m breathing in nothing but cold, empty air.
Does anyone see me.
Does anyone know.
How hard it is...
just letting go.
Outro
I’m so tired of being alone.
I’m so tired.
Just someone...
call my name.
Just once.
Please.