[Verse 1] Your plate still sits there Cold on the table One fork turned over Like it gave up first
I fold your note again The ink is fading My hands know the paper Better than your face
[Pre-Chorus] I keep the door chain For a sound you won't make I keep your old key Just to feel it break
[Chorus] Ashes on the table I still set you down Ashes on the table But you don't come round I say your name slow Like it might heal me Ashes on the table And that's all you leave me
[Verse 2] The mug by the sink now Has a hairline crack Same as what happened When you did not come back
Your coat in the hallway Still holds your shape I reach for the pocket Find a little weight
[Pre-Chorus] I keep the light low Like you asked me to But every dark room Brings me back to you
[Chorus] Ashes on the table I still set you down Ashes on the table But you don't come round I say your name slow Like it might heal me Ashes on the table And that's all you leave me
[Bridge] If I forgive the night Will it give you back? If I stop the clock Will it learn your tracks?
The floorboards answer With their tired sigh Nothing in this house Can tell me why
[Final Chorus] Ashes on the table I still set you down Ashes on the table But you don't come round I say your name slow Like it might heal me Ashes on the table And that's all you leave me
Ashes on the table I can't let you go Ashes on the table That's the only home I hold your name close Till it cuts through me Ashes on the table And that's all you leave me
Musikstil
Acoustic ballad with slow 6/8 sway, fingerpicked guitar and felt piano carrying the verse; pre-chorus opens with aching cello swells and a held low drum thump, chorus lifts into stacked male harmonies and a weeping string line. Vocal is intimate, cracked, close-mic, with breathy doubles on the hook, reverse piano tails into section changes, and a spacious cinematic mix that stays raw and minimalist., emotional, raw, acoustic, sad, vocal, cello, slow, ballad