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GodTvRadio Brett Keane Music | These Walls


[Verse 1]
Room at the end of the hall, dust in the corners
Shelf by the window, glass cold against my hand
Old photos staring down, I leave them face down
Clock ticks sideways, not sure where I stand
Your coat on the hook, silent and tough
I walk in circles, memory’s never enough

[scream][Chorus][scream]
These walls know more than I can say
Every time I turn away
These walls know more than I can say
Still standing, still holding pain[scream]

[scream][Echo][Instrumental Break]
[Low guitars, organ, subtle choir, piano]

[Verse 2]
Kitchen lights humming, cups never cleaned
Midnight spills on linoleum—was it all just routine?
Stains on the table, voices echo and fade
Footsteps in plaster, every mark that I made
Corners go silent, I wait for the dawn
I breathe in what’s gone, but it’s never gone

[scream][Chorus][scream]
These walls know more than I can say
Every time I turn away
These walls know more than I can say
Still standing, still holding pain[scream]

[Solo][Guitar and church organ swell, piano ballad]

[Bridge]
Bedroom door open, nothing in the bed
I trace old outlines, words I never said
Carry every echo, cold air in my lungs
Hurts just the same, no matter how young
These walls—these walls—

[scream][Final Chorus][Choir harmonies, louder][scream]
These walls know more than I can say (These walls, these walls)
These walls know more than I can say (These walls, these walls)
Standing silent, watching me
These walls know more than I can say

[Outro][Piano]
Room goes quiet, the furnace still on
I walk from the hallway, pretend that I’m strong