Hushed Winters

The hallway remembers the sound of your shoes, But morning comes empty with nothing to lose. I keep all the letters I never could send, In a drawer full of winters that never would end. We painted our names on a sky made of rain, Called every thunder a lesson in pain. I held up the walls while the ceiling came through, Still hoping the ruins would lead me to you. I slept with the silence pressed close to my skin, Counting the places your love had grown thin. You smiled like a saint with a storm underneath, And I bled on the words that you spoke through your teeth. There’s dust on the altar where we used to swear, There’s smoke in the curtains and ghosts in the air. We held on so tightly the love could not breathe, Now even the memories beg us to leave. Let the house go quiet, let the candles die, Let the last star fall from our borrowed sky. We loved like thunder, we broke like glass, Built a forever that could not last. Let the roof fall open, let the cold winds through, I am not the home I once gave you. I am not the home I once gave you. You left little fires in every room, A flicker of love in a house full of doom. I tried to forgive what I could not forget, But my heart kept a ledger of every regret. I searched through the ashes for something still warm, Some proof we were more than the eye of the storm. But touching your sorrow just cut me again, Some prayers become knives when they live in your hands. The picture is cracked but it still knows our face, The bed still remembers the shape of our grace. We begged for a miracle, begged for a sign, But mercy was never the same as more time. Let the house go quiet, let the candles die, Let the last star fall from our borrowed sky. We loved like thunder, we broke like glass, Built a forever that could not last. Let the roof fall open, let the cold winds through, I am not the home I once gave you. I am not the home I once gave you. Who were we before the war began? Before love slipped through our trembling hands? I remember laughing beneath the rain, Before every blessing turned into blame. I remember dancing with bare, cold feet, Before your shadow slept next to me. We were gold, we were flame, We were shelter, we were shame. We were two hearts dressed as one, But the night has swallowed the sun. I cannot carry what keeps us chained, I cannot bloom in a garden of pain. So take the echo, take the name, Leave me the silence, leave me the rain. Let the house go quiet, let the candles die, Let the last star fall from our borrowed sky. We loved like thunder, we broke like glass, Built a forever that could not last. Let the roof fall open, let the cold winds through, I am not the home I once gave you. Let the windows shatter, Let the old walls fall, We were almost heaven, But almost is not all. We loved like thunder, we broke like glas Built a forever that could not last. Let the roof fall open, let the cold winds through, I am not the home I once gave you.. The rooms are empty, but I still hear rain, Two hearts walking separate through the pain. No final anger, no final plea, Just what remains of you and me. Let the house go quiet.