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This song was conceived and recorded by me during my difficult times in life. When depression was getting the better of me, but I was always stronger.

[Verse 1]

Kitchen. Night. The ticking of the clock.
Ash on the windowsill, empty bottles scattered.
Silence heavy enough to knock you off your feet,
And in your chest — that same cold you’ve always carried.

You would scream, but to who?
Your phone is nothing but a graveyard of unanswered calls.
Even shadows on the wall look the other way,
Not wanting to see you break again.


[Chorus]
There’s no one left to talk to, no one you can write or call.
You dig for meaning in the ashes, but there’s nothing there at all.
And every breath reminds you of the person you once tried to be —
But nobody’s asking why this world keeps pulling apart your seams.

[Verse 2]
The chair beneath you creaks like it’s exhausted too,
You thought time would heal the pain, but time betrayed you.
Flipping through memories like reruns of a broken show,
And every episode’s the same: not enough, too slow.

In the glass you see someone you’ve been trying to avoid —
Too honest, too empty, too painfully real.
You’d step out into the night, but the night feels like a void,
Where you’re trapped alone with everything you still feel.

[Chorus]

There’s no one left to talk to, no one you can write or call.
You dig for meaning in the ashes, but there’s nothing there at all.
And every breath reminds you of old scars burning underneath —
But nobody’s asking why they haven’t stopped bleeding yet.

[Bridge]

Maybe someday this house will loosen its grip,
Maybe the ticking of the clock will be replaced by someone’s breath.
But for now —
You sit in this kitchen,
Listening to time drip down your nerves.

[Outro]

Kitchen. Night. The ticking of the clock.
And you’re still here…
Though nobody knows it.



Dane Kolv

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