Leonard Vayne, almost real., JERRY'S SOUND ROOM - Empty Rooms

I still keep your coffee cup On the shelf above the sink Funny how the smallest things Can say more than we think There's a jacket by the door I should've packed away But every time I pick it up I put it back in place I was always chasing noise Even lying by your side You were building something real While I was running from my life I never saw the distance growing Till there was nowhere left to hide Now the house goes quiet And I hear what I ignored Every room still carries echoes Of the words we left unsaid You were trying to reach me I was trying to outrun myself Don't leave me in these empty rooms Don't leave me in these empty rooms I'm still calling out for you Through these empty rooms Empty rooms Empty rooms I used to think that love was strong Enough to survive distance Never knew that looking away Could slowly turn to absence I catch your shadow in the glass When the city's half asleep And all the promises we made Still wander through these streets If I saw you one more time I wouldn't ask you to come back I'd just thank you for your patience And everything I couldn't give Now the house goes quiet And I hear what I ignored Every room still carries echoes Of the words we left unsaid You were trying to reach me I was trying to outrun myself Don't leave me in these empty rooms Don't leave me in these empty rooms I'm still calling out for you Through these empty rooms Empty rooms Empty rooms Yeah, I'm speaking into empty rooms Learning how to live with it And for the first time in a while I finally understand