Riv Music Creation - Empty Rooms

Описание: Lyrics:
[Verse 1 – Soft fingerpicked acoustic guitar, gentle voice]
I came home too late, the hallway smelled of iron rain
Your coat still hung where you left it, little boots by the door in a pair
I called your name, then hers, then our girl’s soft laugh
Only echoes answered, and the floorboards creaked like breaking glass
They came while I was gone, three shadows through the night
Took my world in pieces, left the silence burning bright
[Pre-chorus – Voice starts to tremble]
Our daughter’s crayons scattered, half a rainbow on the wall
Your favorite mug still warm, tea gone cold for all
[Chorus – Piano joins, voice cracks on high notes, tears in delivery]
They took my wife, my light, my every morning kiss
Slit her throat so slowly, I can still hear the final hiss
Our little one, just six, they held her down so small
Pressed the blade across her neck while she whispered for her doll
Blood on the carpet roses we planted last spring
Now I walk through empty rooms, and nothing feels like anything
[Verse 2 – Slower, almost whispered, strings enter softly]
I found her curled in the closet, tiny hands still clutched that bear
Eyes open wide in wonder, like she couldn’t understand they were there
They cut her once, then deeper, let the red spill out so slow
Her last breath was my name, the only word she’d know
Your body on the kitchen floor, arms reaching for our child
They laughed while you were pleading, watched your heartbeat fade and die
I kneel where you were lying, trace the outline with my hand
Still feel your warmth dissolving, like footprints in the sand
[Chorus – Builds with cello, voice breaks more]
They stole my wife, my reason, every dream we ever drew
Carved her open while she begged them just to take her, not our blue
Our baby girl, so trusting, they ended her with steel
A pink light-up sneaker lying in the blood they made her feel
Now the house is just a grave, and I’m the ghost who stays
Counting every heartbeat that was taken away
[Bridge – Almost spoken-sung, piano sparse, long pauses]
I should have been here… I should have heard the scream
Held you both until the darkness lost its dream
Now I sleep on your side of the bed, breathe your pillow’s fading scent
Whisper “I’m sorry” to the silence, every night until it’s spent
I see her tiny fingers reaching in my dreams each day
Your smile in photographs that won’t look away
I’m drowning in the quiet where your laughter used to play
[Final Chorus – Full but restrained swell, voice raw and fading]
They took my wife, my heartbeat, every tomorrow we planned
Left me holding pieces of two lives in my hands
Our daughter’s laugh still echoes down these hollow halls
I close my eyes and see you both, then the memory falls
Empty rooms, empty arms, an empty man who breathes
Waiting for the day the pain finally leaves
[Outro – Solo acoustic fades, soft hum/whisper]
Come home… please come home…
I’m still waiting…

Genre:
Acoustic Folk / Singer-Songwriter Ballad