Track · Mar 1, 2026 · English
Splinters in the Sun
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Woke up with your name
Stamped on the inside of my teeth
Coffee’s getting cold
While your ghost walks circles round my seat
Your jacket on the chair
Still smells like every fight we ever had
I scroll through all the proof
Screenshots bleeding blue and gray and red
[Pre-Chorus]
You said “you’ll be fine”
Like I’m some stranger on a train
I said “I’ll be fine”
But my throat caught on the word again (again)
[Chorus]
I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
Every little memory
Burns and comes undone
If healing is a highway
Why am I still on your street?
Shouting at the silence
Till my lungs just fold and freeze
I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
In the sun
In the sun (oh)
[Verse 2]
I laughed at something dumb
Then felt that guilty echo in my chest
Like I was cheating on
The version of you I couldn’t fix
My friends all say your name
Like it’s some movie they already saw
They don’t know every line
Is carved into the backroom of my thoughts
[Pre-Chorus]
You said “this ain’t love”
Like you’d been practicing for weeks
I said “this is love”
And my voice broke in the space between (between)
[Chorus]
I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
Every little memory
Burns and comes undone
If healing is a highway
Why am I still on your street?
Shouting at the silence
Till my lungs just fold and freeze
I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
In the sun
In the sun (yeah)
[Bridge]
Maybe I was just a mirror
You were staring through
Chasing your reflection
Till it fractured into two
Now I’m holding all the pieces
Bleeding through my hands
Afraid to finally drop you
Afraid I’ll never stand
[Chorus]
So I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
Every little memory
Burns and comes undone
If healing is a highway
Why am I still on your street?
Shouting at the silence
Till my lungs can’t find the beat
I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
Till there’s nothing left of us
Just a shadow on my tongue
I keep picking at the splinters in the sun
In the sun
In the sun (let it hurt)
Style
rockraw acoustic-driven emo rock; fingerpicked verses over warmoverdriven acoustic guitar and roomy live drums. male vocals start intimate and cleanthen build to a strainedcontrolled rasp on pre-chorus phraseswith stacked harmony doubles on key words in the hook. chorus widens with chanty backing vocals and crunchy electric swells; bridge pulls instruments back to just guitar and voicethen crashes into a finalcathartic full-band refrain.vocalalternative rockcleanhardcoreacousticemoenglish
Prompt
Acoustic rock, alternative rock, post hardcore, clean lead vocals, layered harmonies, controlled vocal break/ rasp, emo
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HollowVotive
HollowVotiveGeneratedMar 1, 2026
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