These walls have eyes
Rows of photographs and faces like mine
Who do we become
Without knowing where we started from?
It’s true, I’m missing you
And I stand alone inside your room
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
I will try to connect all the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on and let you forget
I’ll remember the years when your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights that filled up this silent house
One room, two beds
In the closet hangs your favorite dress
Good books that you’ve read
Are in pieces now, the pages are shredded
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
I will try to connect all the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on and let you forget
I’ll remember the years when your mind was still clear
All the laughter and light that filled up this silent house
Everything that you made by hand
And everything that you learned by heart
Every name that you can’t recall
I will try to connect all the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on, let you forget
I’ll remember the years when your mind was still clear
And the flickering lights that filled up this silent house
Silent house