[Intro] [Verse 1] The sun dips low, the room grows still, A radiator creaks soft beneath the windowsill. Dusty records spin a worn-out tune, My shadow dances with the rising moon. [Chorus] Oh, the hours crawl like whispers through the night, A lonesome melody in fading twilight’s light. The fridge it hums but it sounds tuneless to me, Just me and echoes of what used to be. [Middle Eight] Fiddle solo weaves through empty air, A bittersweet refrain, a breath of somewhere. The strings cry high, the bow sighs low, A fleeting warmth in the ember’s glow. [Verse 2] The clock’s hands cling to yesterday’s refrain, I trace the cracks where laughter should remain. The phone stays still, the walls don’t mind, Another night I’ll leave the past behind. [Chorus] Oh, the hours crawl like whispers through the night, A lonesome melody in fading twilight’s light. The fridge it hums but it sounds tuneless to me, Just me and echoes of what used to be. [Outro]