[Intro – low piano taps + faint vinyl hiss] Mmm… yeah… It’s one of those nights. Just me… and the quiet. [Verse 1 – breathy, intimate male vocals] Streetlights paint their glow on my ceiling, Every flicker pulls back another feeling. I swear your voice still drifts through this hall, A fading whisper pressed against the wall. Your sweater’s folded on the second chair, But the warmth you left is no longer there. I hold the silence like it’s something real, Trying to understand a love I still feel. [Pre-Chorus – hushed strings, soft echo] And maybe time will soften this ache, But the truth hits harder when I’m wide awake. I trace your name in the dust and the gloom, Wishing you’d walk back into this room. [Chorus – fragile, minimal instrumentation] Empty cups and empty nights, I still search for you in fading lights. Every whisper, every breath, Feels like echoes of what’s left. I reach for you instinctively, But it’s still me… only me. Empty cups and empty nights, Lost in yesterday’s sky. [Verse 2 – deeper reflection, soft piano run] The window hums with the passing rain, A quiet melody that mirrors my pain. I replay the moments we couldn’t save, Buried truth beneath the smiles we gave. The clock keeps ticking like it knows my sins, Marking all the places where the hurt begins. Your shadow moves with the corner lamp, A soft reminder of the nights we stamped. [Pre-Chorus – airy reverb, fragile strings] Maybe we were just a flickered spark, A fleeting glow that broke the dark. But I still hold on to the shape of your face, Burned into memory I can’t erase. [Chorus – layered soft vocals, subtle pads] Empty cups and empty nights, I still search for you in fading lights. Every whisper, every breath, Feels like echoes of what’s left. I reach for you instinctively, But it’s still me… only me. Empty cups and empty nights, Lost in yesterday’s sky. [Bridge – half-time, drifting strings + breathy ad-libs] Your goodbye lingers in the corners of this place, A quiet bruise I can’t replace. If love was truth, why did it fall apart? Why’s your echo still wrapped around my heart? [Final Chorus – very soft, almost whispered] Empty cups and empty nights, I still search for you in fading lights. Every whisper, every breath, Feels like echoes of what’s left. I reach for you instinctively, But it’s still me… only me. Empty cups and empty nights… Still haunted by your sky.

Midnight Echoes