[Verse 1] Andrzej You stirred your tea till it went cold Half a joke caught in your throat You said “I’ll call when I get home” Then didn’t
Andrzej Your jacket still on my chair Train receipt Folded there All your plans in crooked squares Half-written
[Chorus] Andrzej You’re a ghost in my kitchen In every chipped white cup I’m still rinsing You said “it’s nothing ” but it was everything And I keep saying your name Like it could change anything Andrzej Andrzej
[Verse 2] Andrzej Your echo in the hallway walls All your books in leaning sprawl How did you leave and take it all Still breathing?
Andrzej I practice talking like you’re here Argue with the bathroom mirror Every answer disappears Mid-sentence
[Chorus] Andrzej You’re a ghost in my kitchen In every chipped white cup I’m still rinsing You said “it’s nothing ” but it was everything And I keep saying your name Like it could change anything Andrzej Andrzej
A zene stílusa
Moody indie-pop ballad with male vocals, soft fingerpicked guitar and intimate piano. Verses stay hushed and close-mic’d; chorus blooms with airy pads, subtle toms, and a warm bass swell. Final hook adds stacked harmonies and a gentle octave vocal for a bittersweet, cinematic lift.