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The Quiet Between Us

"Sometimes, the loudest sound in a relationship is the silence. This song is for those who are sitting in the same room but feel worlds apart—where 'hello' feels heavy and 'goodnight' is just a habit. A story of two people drowning in the quiet they both created." (Verse 1) The floorboards creak, but nobody speaks We’re masters of the art of the "almost" glance I’m reading my book, you’re staring at your phone In a house full of memories, I feel so alone The kettle is whistling, the only voice in the room A cheerful sound in this heavy gloom. (Chorus) We’re drowning in the silence, louder than a scream Living in the wreckage of a broken dream No "how was your day?" or "how do you feel?" Just two ghosts spinning on a broken wheel We’re side by side but worlds apart With a wall of ice around every heart Oh, the hardest part of us moving on Is the noise of everything that’s gone. (Verse 2) I pass you the salt, you don’t say thanks Just drawing lines and filling in blanks I wonder if you’re screaming on the inside too Or if I’ve become invisible to you We’re experts at the "nothing’s wrong" face While we’re running out of air in this empty space. (Chorus) We’re drowning in the silence, louder than a scream Living in the wreckage of a broken dream No "how was your day?" or "how do you feel?" Just two ghosts spinning on a broken wheel We’re side by side but worlds apart With a wall of ice around every heart Oh, the hardest part of us moving on Is the noise of everything that’s gone. (Bridge) I’d take an argument, I’d take the rain Anything to prove we still feel the pain Because silence is a fire that doesn’t leave a spark It just leaves us wandering here in the dark. (Chorus) We’re drowning in the silence, louder than a scream Living in the wreckage of a broken dream No "how was your day?" or "how do you feel?" Just two ghosts spinning on a broken wheel We’re side by side but worlds apart With a wall of ice around every heart Oh, the hardest part of us moving on Is the noise of everything that’s gone. (Outro) The TV’s on, but the volume’s low I’m waiting for a sign, but you never show Goodnight... (Silence) Goodnight.