You walked in like nothing's changed
Keys on the hook,
code in its place
But something hangs between the lines
A trace of something we can't find
It's not that you left,
not that I ran
Not some grand moment we couldn't stand
It's in the quiet,
it's in the frame A life still lived,
but never the same
Still set two plates out each night
We sit, we smile,
we get it right
But every glance is just a guess And all our yeses feel like less
The couch still sags on your old side The records spin,
the clocks will chime
But nothing plays the way it should
Familiar steps through stranger woods
It's not that you left,
not that I ran Not some grand moment we couldn't stand
It's in the quiet,
it's in the frame A life still lived,
but never the same