Midnight folds the windows closed
The piano knows what no one knows
I keep your letters in the wall
Behind the portrait in the hall
The ink has faded into blue
But every word still sounds like you
The house remembers every door
Every footstep on the floor
The candles lean, the shadows breathe
Like something waiting underneath
And I have carried all these names
Through quiet rooms and silver rain
If mercy comes, it comes too late
To change the shape of what we break
This is my nocturne for the unforgiven
For the hearts that learned to live with ghosts
For the ones who stood inside the silence
And became what hurt them most
This is my nocturne for the unforgiven
Let it rise where the dark begins
I forgive the night for listening
But I cannot forgive my sins
The mirror keeps a younger face
A girl who vanished without trace
She wore my eyes, she spoke my name
But she was softer than the flame
I see her standing near the stairs
With ribbons tangled in her hair
She asks me why I let them choose
The things I had to learn to lose
And I have carried all these years
Like chapel bells no one can hear
If mercy comes, it comes dressed thin
And leaves its fingerprints within
This is my nocturne for the unforgiven
For the hearts that learned to live with ghosts
For the ones who stood inside the silence
And became what hurt them most
This is my nocturne for the unforgiven
Let it rise where the dark begins
I forgive the night for listening
But I cannot forgive my sins
Do not ask the dead to leave
Some are roots beneath the grief
Some are shadows, some are scars
Some are maps to where we are
I was never only broken
I was never only wrong
I have lived inside the silence
Long enough to make it song
This is my nocturne for the unforgiven
For the hearts that learned to live with ghosts
For the ones who stood inside the silence
And became what hurt them most
This is my nocturne for the unforgiven
Let it rise where the dark begins
If the night has kept our secrets
Then the unforgiven still can sing
Midnight opens, soft and slow
The piano plays what I cannot show
I forgive the night
For listening
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