[00:00.00] 作词 : Kevin Rich[00:01.00] 作曲 : Kevin Rich[00:02.00] 编曲 : Kevin Rich[00:03.00] 制作人 : Kevin Rich[00:16.35]The walls were blue, not quite gray[00:19.32]Like your shirt on that last Sunday[00:24.09]You lit a smoke but didn’t speak[00:27.66]Ash fell slow, the silence deep[00:31.89]I counted cars on Avenue Nine[00:34.89]While your breath curled into mine[00:39.39]Some truths just never make a sound[00:42.87]But fill the room and hang around[00:45.21]Blue walls and cigarettes[00:54.57]The ghosts we never quite forget[01:02.49]A sigh, a glance, a second late[01:11.88]Now memory wears your favorite shape[01:35.67]The light came in from halfway drawn[01:38.82]Your shadow lingered after dawn[01:43.44]You never said you’d stay or go[01:46.74]But left a coffee ring to show[01:51.12]There’s music playing down the hall[01:54.48]A muffled jazz, a midnight call[01:58.95]And in the smoke, I almost see[02:02.25]The you that used to sit with me[02:05.34]Words don’t burn the way they should[02:43.50]Not even when they’re understood[02:47.31]I open windows, let them fly[02:50.46]But they still cling, like smoke, like why[02:54.75]Blue walls and cigarettes[03:06.15]The ghosts we never quite forget[03:12.69]A sigh, a glance, a second late[03:21.57]Now memory wears your favorite shape[03:29.25]Some goodbyes don’t need a door.