Whispers Of You

No greater love has a woman or man... rev. 2.5

I saw the tears you were crying,
But can't hear the words that you said,
Don't know where they were coming from,
But can't get them outta my head.

So, here I am, quietly sinking,
Wondering what more can I do?
When my breath keeps slowly failing,
Every time you say "we're through."

Silence speaks louder than words can,
When you turn and won't meet my gaze,
You've put a distance between us,
But it's not meant to be this way.

So I'll watch for a while from a distance,
Force a smile, 'til you're ready to talk,
'Bout all of the tears, and whispers of fears,
And my heart, that you beat like a dog.

So it's "Thanks for the memories,"
and for the spit in the eye, but,
I'll let you know when you're done with me,
'Cause I'm yours 'til the day that I die.

I broke from my path, couldn’t wait,
You looked like a ghost in the dark,
Spat out the words — in fury, not fate,
And shattered, when I hit the mark.

For hours, we sat quietly talking,
Regretting the time that we'd lost,
Together, alone in the darkness,
We're counting the price your lies cost.

And it's thanks to the memories,
That a way forward I see,
Your secret's laid bare, we can start to repair,
'Cause I'm yours, 'til the day that I die.

You left in the cold of the night,
I fell, don’t know how to begin,
Can’t be bold, or do as you told,
From outside, through glass looking in.

No-one answered the words I prayed,
I’m bitter, and broken by dreams,
My mind set in stone can’t be swayed,
But I hold on to hope, it seems.

Thanks for the memories,
The moments that slipped through our hands,
I'll forgive not forget, 'cause it's not over yet,
For I'm yours 'til the day that I die (that I die).

This ain't our goodbye, it's just a reprieve,
'Til I'm inside, through glass looking out,
If I can picture your smile, I'll believe,
I'll rise and move forward without any doubt,
That I'll see you again (again),
When (yours on the day that I),
Die.


Prompt for AI music generation ▼

Em, 116bpm, melancholic folk-rock ballad, acoustic guitar, piano, sad aggressive, Rich Baritone

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https://aimusicgen.ai/share/8d5150d8-04f7-4ff7-9c5e-3d0070bf2e25

Subtext clear? ▼

She got ill, was dying, decided to break up to save him from the pain of her death, he didn't give up so easily, forgave her lies when he realised what she'd done, stayed with her to the end, planned to be with her again when he died himself.