The song "Empty Rooms and Ghosts" is a melancholic ballad about the aftermath of losing someone deeply loved. The narrator reflects on the emotional emptiness left behind, haunted by memories and struggling to move on. Despite reaching out for comfort, they're met only with silence and the lingering presence of the past. The lyrics express a raw mix of sorrow, confusion, and longing, set against a slow, emotional piano and slightly rock-influenced instrumentation. Ultimately, the song captures the pain of unresolved loss and the quiet devastation of being left alone.

Lyrics:
Empty Rooms and Ghosts by M. Beinersdorf

[Intro – 45 sec Piano Solo]  
[Slow, emotional piano melody builds with gentle minor chords]  
[Echoing notes emphasize isolation and longing]  
[Right hand plays a fragile, repeating motif that suggests heartbreak]  
[Left hand gradually introduces deeper, resonant tones, hinting at tension and loss]  
[Ends with a soft unresolved chord, leading into the first verse]

[Verse 1]  
I used to breathe with your name on my lips,  
Now the silence just cuts like a blade.  
The lights are on, but I’m lost in the flicks  
Of the memories we never quite made.  
You held me steady through the night,  
Now I’m falling with no end in sight.

[Verse 2]  
Your voice was home in the coldest storm,  
Now I’m stranded in the eye alone.  
You were the calm, the beating warm—  
Now my heart just breaks like stone.  
I keep calling out through empty walls,  
But all I hear are my own calls.

[Chorus]  
And I’m just screaming in empty rooms,  
Where your shadow still dances with the moon.  
I reach for love that won’t return,  
Every step just makes it burn.  
You were the one who held me close—  
Now I’m holding on to ghosts.

[Verse 3]  
You left your scent in every coat,  
And your laugh in every song I play.  
But no goodbye, no final note,  
Just a silence that won't fade away.  
I still talk to you at 2 AM,  
Pretending you'll come back again.

[Bridge]  
I lit a fire to feel the heat,  
But all it burned was hope and sleep.  
And though they say that time will heal,  
I’m not sure if I want to feel.  
'Cause numb is safer than the fall—  
I’d rather feel nothing at all.

[Verse 4]  
I see your face in passing cars,  
Reflected deep in midnight bars.  
A ghost that lingers in my bed,  
Still whispering inside my head.  
You were the storm I couldn’t chase—  
Now I’m the wreck you can't replace.

[Reprise Chorus – Softer]  
[Gentle piano and minimal guitar, softer vocals]  
Still screaming in these empty rooms,  
Where your name haunts the quiet gloom.  
I reach for what was never mine,  
Pretend I’m fine, time after time.  
You were the light that made me whole—  
Now I’m drowning in the role.

[Instrumental Interlude – soft piano & rising guitar]  
[Soft sustained chords on piano, gentle rhythm guitar builds slowly]  
[Snare and kick subtly join, setting up the final chorus]

[Final Chorus – Strong and raw]  
[Full instrumentation, powerful vocal delivery]  
Now I’m screaming in empty rooms,  
With a heart that won’t resume.  
You were the one, my only truth—  
Now all that’s left is a shattered youth.  
You were the home I used to know—  
Now I’m nowhere left to go.

[Outro – fading piano]  
[Piano returns to the intro theme, slow and quiet]  
Just ghosts... and the quiet sound  
Of a heart that’s breaking down


Empty Rooms and Ghosts

A fény lassan elhal
szétárad a horizont peremén
a föld mélyen hallgat
minden mozdulat súlytalan

A dombok vonala
beleolvad az égbe
a szél csak érint
nem kérdez, nem szól

A csend nem üres
valami ősi zeng benne
egy ritmus, amit nem hallunk
mégis tudunk

Az idő nem halad
csak körbe fon
a test elcsitul
és a jelen egyetlen lélegzet lesz

Nincs kezdet
nincs vég
csak lebegés
egy világon belül

És lőn idő, mikoron a Nap járása szerint az égbolt harmóniája az idők kezdetén megírta a vizek sorsát, születék egy tó, melyet a népek azóta csak így neveznek: a Nagy Tó, a Balaton.

Ez a víz, mely nem tenger, de annál bölcsebb, elnyeli a Nap sugarát, s visszatükrözi az eget, mintha emlékeznék minden hajnalra, mely valaha fölé borult. Partjai nem ékeskednek arannyal, de fűvel, fával és csendes dombokkal, mik tanúnak álltak már akkor is, midőn ember még csak álom vala.

Mondják, a szelek ott másként szólnak. Szavuk nem harsány, de olyan, mintha ősök suttognának lombon át. A köd nem rejt, hanem tanít; s az éj nem sötétség, de oltalom. Ki ezen partokra lép, annak lelke megnyílik, s szívében régi énekek zendülnek – nem emberi hangon, de a víz és föld nyelvén.

És tudjad, vándor, ki e tájon jársz: nem birtokolhatod e helyet, mert nem az emberé. Ő csak idővel köttetett vendég. A tó marad, ha mi már nem leszünk, s visszhangozza majd mindazt, mit elmondtunk, és mindazt, mit hallgatásunkban őriztünk.

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