Echoes in the Attic

**[Verse 1]**
Polaroids in a shoebox tell half-truths in faded dye,
A sweater still smells like the storm that caught us in July.
Your laughter’s just a whisper now, a ghost between the threads,
And every crack in this old floorboard hums the words we never said.
**[Chorus]**
Oh, time’s a careless painter, leaves its brushstrokes in the dark,
But I still trace the constellations where you left your mark.
We’re dust and borrowed daylight, fading notes from a guitar,
But the echoes of who we are… never fade too far.
**[Verse 2]**
The river by the highway carries secrets to the sea,
I toss my regrets like stones—they sink but never free me.
Seasons turn like a stranger’s face, familiar yet unkind,
I’m learning how to hold the ache and leave the grip of guilt behind.
**[Chorus]**
Oh, time’s a careless painter, leaves its brushstrokes in the dark,
But I still trace the constellations where you left your mark.
We’re dust and borrowed daylight, fading notes from a guitar,
But the echoes of who we are… never fade too far.
**[Bridge]**
Maybe the stars are just holes in the dark, letting in the past,
And forgiveness is a fire that burns too slow to last.
I’ll plant my hopes where the daisies split the stones,
And carry this broken heart, but never call it home.
**[Outro]**
So let the years come stealing, like frost on a windowpane,
I’ll warm my hands with the embers that bear your name.
We’re the sum of all our scars, the light behind the bar,
And the echoes of who we are… never fade too far.
Never fade too far.