[Intro]
Dust motes in the sun like whispered prayers
I step through a hallway of remembered stairs
[Verse 1]
The house exhales dust, a sigh in the walls
Footfalls echo where shadows learn to fall
Cracked wallpaper smiles with a faded grin
I reach for laughter that isn’t coming in
[Chorus]
But I’m still a child here, inside these doors
Running through rooms that time forgets to choreograph
The paint peels back to show a brighter core
Where my spirit dances on the floorboards, alive and sparse
[Verse 2]
A kitchen clock ticks with a grandmother’s tune
Cupboard echoes hum a lullaby to the room
Windows hold the gold of a summer long gone
Yet the air hums with a chorus of stories drawn
[Chorus]
But I’m still a child here, inside these doors
Running through rooms that time forgets to choreograph
The paint peels back to show a brighter core
Where my spirit dances on the floorboards, alive and sparse
[Bridge]
I walk from room to room, collecting the light I knew
Each dusty beam a tether to the child who grew true
[Chorus]
I’m still a child here, inside these doors
Running through rooms that time forgets to choreograph
The paint peels back to show a brighter core
Where my spirit dances on the floorboards, alive and sparse
[Outro]
As evening folds the house into a softer shade
I leave with a vow: the laughter never fully fades
