Our sheets hanging from the clothesline
Our room lit by the screen light
An ordinary moment lost in time
A still frame of you and I
I can feel asymmetry
In my bed, a vacancy
Your absence burns
Your final words ended with a slamming door
Our sheets hanging from the clothesline
Our room lit by the screen light
An ordinary moment lost in time
A still frame of you and I
I can feel asymmetry
In my bed, a vacancy
Your absence burns
Your final words ended with a slamming door