Frayed Hearth

[Verse 1]
The key in the lock, a sudden, hollow sound,
No familiar footsteps waiting on the ground.
Just the quiet hum, where your laughter used to bloom,
An unlit window staring back into the room.

[Chorus]
This silent warp, an empty, shifting space,
Tracing shadows of your touch, leaving no trace.
A fragile pattern now unspun, a story left untold,
And the hearth's warmth, suddenly grown cold.

[Verse 2]
The air, once bright with cochineal dreams we wove,
Now holds a muted indigo in this quiet grove.
My hands remember the curve of your sleeping head,
A mended seam now loosened, a gentle word unsaid.

[Chorus]
This silent warp, an empty, shifting space,
Tracing shadows of your touch, leaving no trace.
A fragile pattern now unspun, a story left untold,
And the hearth's warmth, suddenly grown cold.

[Bridge]
I seek ancestral threads you left behind,
A quiet incantation weaving in my mind.
This quiet dignity, a resilience I find,
Though the tapestry feels lonely, you're still intertwined.

[Outro]
Just the rain's soft hum, on the obsidian night,
And the ghost of your hand, reaching for the fading light.