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He Looked Like Forever

A melancholic pop song following a narrator through post-relationship disorientation toward quiet recovery. Intimate, breathy verses contrast with fuller, punchy choruses; the text moves from sleepless rooms and folded confessions through reflective bridges to small, resolute steps into daylight, ending on a tender forward motion.

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[Lyrics]

[Title: Wandering Lights]

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Rooms that used to hold us now keep talking low,  
photographs like questions I refuse to show.  
I feel the fold of promises beneath my skin,  
thin arrangements of where we might have been.  
I practice easy smiles I don’t always mean,  
tuck my trembling words behind a steady scene.

[Pre-Chorus]
Scenes replay in slow motion, edges start to bend,  
every map we drew together finds another end.  
My voice a small lantern in a room that used to glow,  
I speak into the quiet and the quiet feels like home.

[Chorus]
I’m moving through the city of my head tonight,  
chasing little lights that promise something right.  
Lost in velvet silence where our promises unwind,  
I reach for shelter that I cannot find.  
You were weight that pulled me till I slipped away,  
a sudden empty center in the middle of the day.  
Every street remembers how we tried to stay,  
I am wandering, I am wandering, under a pale sky.

[Verse 2]
Late confessions folded in the corner of a drawer,  
traces of a language that we used before.  
You learned the quiet places written in my hands,  
then left them like a coastline no one understands.  
I walk outlines of the plans we left undone,  
count the half-made promises beneath the sun.

[Interlude]


[Verse 3]
I keep a second mirror for the things I hide,  
the one that holds the small defeats I swallow with my pride.  
Your silhouette remains like a photograph in rain,  
sharp and then dissolving into morning’s plain.  
I try to stitch a smile from threads you left behind,  
but stitches pull and show the hollow of the line.

[Bridge]
There’s quiet in the spaces where we used to speak,  
a tender trouble curling at my cheek.  
I press my palms to memory and learn to hold the weight,  
carry all the fragments, let them settle, let them wait.  
If I could draw a line between the then and now,  
I’d learn to stand with daylight and not only bow.

[Verse 4]
I gather little things that whisper your small name,  
pin them to the morning like a moth to tame.  
They flicker soft and then they scatter like a doubt,  
tiny combustions the wind will sort out.  
I walk the thin dividing line between regret and grace,  
practice shaping laughter until it fits my face.  
A new map folds inside the weight of both my hands,  
I take a careful step into light, I learn to stand.

[Chorus Reprise]
I’m moving through the city of my head tonight,  
chasing little lights that promise something right.  
Lost in velvet silence where our promises unwind,  
I reach for shelter that I cannot find.  
Every street remembers how we tried to stay,  
I am wandering, I am wandering, under a pale sky.

[Instrumental Break]


[Outro]

breath becomes a rhythm and the steady light will grow.  
I fold the night into a pocket and I go,  
walking forward with the small, true things I chose.

[Reprise Final]
Hushed line repeats, one last chord, then the room is still.

[Copyright]
Copyright © 2025 Martin Oliver Beinersdorf (MOBest). All rights reserved.

Wandering Lights

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