After the Song Is Gone

The city hums a low, sad tune tonight.
Washed in neon, blurred by pouring rain.
Each streetlight a tear on windowpane
Reflecting back this hollow, aching light.

The room is cold, a canvas stark and bare.
Except for ghosts that flicker in the air.

And I'm living unplugged, the current gone,
Just a still shadow where the warmth used to be.
This silence screams the absence of your song,
And every drop of rain, it falls for me.

On this lonely night I trace your faded smile
In a framed-up memory, just like this quiet while.

The photograph, it grins with sunlit grace -
A happy echo from a time before,
When laughter filled the spaces on the floor
And time itself seemed written on your face.

Now dust motes dance where once your presence shone,
And I'm stranded on this island all alone.

And I'm living unplugged, the current gone,
Just a still shadow where the warmth used to be.
This silence screams the absence of your song,
And every drop of rain, it falls for me.

On this lonely night I trace your faded smile
In a framed-up memory, just like this quiet while.

The clock ticks slow, a metronome of dread
Each second stretching into hours vast.
Is this the future? Is this built to last?
These phantom whispers circling my head.

A phantom touch, a ghost of your perfume
Trapped in the stillness of this empty room.

And I'm living unplugged, the current gone,
Just a still shadow where the warmth used to be.
This silence screams the absence of your song,
And every drop of rain, it falls for me.

On this lonely night I trace your faded smile
In a framed-up memory, just like this quiet while.

The rain keeps falling and the streetlights gleam
A lonely vigil in this waking dream,
Waiting for a signal, a flicker, a sign
Of a love that's lost and no longer mine.

Yeah… no longer mine.
After the Song Is Gone.

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You can listen to the song via the link:

https://disk.yandex.ru/d/V4H_xlKeF53DCA