Late light through the curtains, shadows talk in gold  
Coffee cooling on the side, your voice still in the room  
The silence holds what we don’t say, in amber afternoon  
And I keep tracing all our yesterdays  
In jazz lines and ashtray haze  
Evening whispers calling me back  
To the rhythm we lost, the colors we lack  
Every soft goodbye still plays in my chest  
You're gone, but I never left  
City breathes a smoky tune, neon flickers low  
I still wear your sweater out, though no one needs to know  
And I keep dancing with our quiet scenes  
In slow frames and in-betweens  
Evening whispers calling me back  
To the rhythm we lost, the colors we lack  
Every soft goodbye still plays in my chest  
You're gone, but I never left  
Time bends in this barlight hue  
Jazz notes where I painted you  
Evening whispers still calling me back  
To the rhythm we lost, the warmth that we lack  
Even now, your memory rests on my chest  
You’re gone, but I never left  
The vinyl spins, just like you said
Soft and endless in my head