Hous

Footsteps whisper on the cold stone floor
Shadows stretch like secrets from a door
Every creak’s a tale
Every draft’s a sigh
A house remembers
Though the years go by


Dust on the mirror
It blurs the view
But it still reflects the ghost of you


Echoes in the hall
They call my name
Walls that breathe
They never play the same
I chase the whispers
But they fade too fast
Lost in the present
Still haunted by the past


A clock that ticks but never moves ahead
Time’s a circle
And the moments thread
The wind hums low through the broken pane
A lullaby sung by the sound of rain


Is it you
Or is it just my mind
Rewinding the tape I can’t leave behind
The house it hums
It groans
It weeps
It guards the memories that it keeps


Echoes in the hall
They call my name
Walls that breathe
They never play the same
I chase the whispers
But they fade too fast
Lost in the present
Still haunted by the past
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