The Old Dog

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The house is quiet now, the walls are thin
The photographs are packed in boxes under dust
I talk to no one — no one walks in
Just the old dog lying by me, watching my past

There was a girl with hair like autumn leaves
There was a road that led me somewhere far
There was a child I held but couldn't keep
There was a house I built — now it’s just a scar

I’ve had the money, I’ve had the name
I’ve been the fire, I’ve been the flame
I’ve had the world on a silver chain
Now I have nothing — nothing but the shame

So give me one last reason to wake up
One last door I haven’t closed
One last chance to fill the cup
Before the silence grows
I’ll take the risk, I’ll take the fall
I’ll take whatever comes
The bank is just a wall —
And I’m already numb

The dog still follows me from room to room
He doesn’t ask for reasons or for truth
He’s the only living thing that knows my tomb
He’s the only one who knew me in my youth

I tried the church, I tried the book
I tried the bottle and the pill
I tried forgiveness, tried the hook
I tried the silence — and I’m still

There’s no redemption, no release
No prayer that’s gonna bring me peace
No gentle hand to take the lease
So let me go out like a beast

Give me one last reason to wake up
One last door I haven’t closed
One last chance to fill the cup
Before the silence grows
I’ll take the risk, I’ll take the fall
I’ll take whatever comes
The bank is just a wall —
And I’m already numb

I’ll put on the only suit that fits
I’ll load the gun I kept for years
I’ll write no letter, leave no wits
I’ll walk through fear like it’s not here

I’ll walk up to the counter like a man
Who’s got nothing left to lose
They’ll see the tremor in my hand
They’ll see the ghost they can’t refuse

I don’t need a reason anymore
I don’t need a door to close
I just need to hit the floor
Before the silence grows
I’ll take the risk, I’ll take the fall
I’ll take whatever comes
The bank is just a wall —
And I’m already done

The dog is waiting by the door
He doesn’t know I’m not coming back
I’ve done my time, I’ve paid my score
There’s nothing left but the track

…old dog, last bone.