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Sabri's Eternal Regret 1 by Sabri

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Sabri's Eternal Regret 1

Indie Folk Ballad,Male Vocals

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[Verse 1]
In the hush after midnight, I wake to a house that won't breathe,
My shadow moves through rooms where echoes never leave.
Immortal is the sentence; each sunrise is the same scar,
I count the cups on the shelf and wonder where you are.
[Pre-Chorus]
I kept the keys, I kept the chair, I kept the clock that never stalled,
I kept my hands when everything else I watched ash into fall.
I burned the photograph with my own hands; still I beg the dark—
Bring back one small ordinary thing to heal this broken heart.
[Chorus]
Bring back the kettle's whistle and the light in the doorway at dawn,
Bring back the crooked hallway where your footsteps once were drawn.
Bring back the coat on the peg, the laugh that used to swell the room—
I'm standing in the same doorway, swallowing the bloom.
[Verse 2]
Every face I meet grows older; I do not. The seasons lie.
I watch birds relearn the skyline while I learn to hide my eye.
They called it mercy when they bound me to a never-ending day,
But endless time is a slow burn that will never wash away.
[Pre-Chorus]
I speak to cups and curtains; I practice apology in air,
I say the names beneath my breath like a prayer that won't repair.
I left the candle-burning vigil with a silence in my hands—
I traded forever for a sentence I still can't withstand.
[Chorus — Lift]
Bring back the kettle's whistle, the radio at half past three,
Bring back the sticky jam on plates and the way you watched TV.
Bring back the doorway laughter, the shoes left by the hall—
I walk the same hallway where their footprints used to fall.
[Bridge — Bargain]
If grief is currency, I'll spend my crown: take the endless night from me,
I'll hand you back the power, take a mortal wound, let time be free.
Give me one morning—one breath, one coffee, one apology I can taste;
Trade my endlessness for that small sunbeam and I will finally waste
All the centuries of sorrow, all the armor that I've worn,
I'll trade my immortality for the smell of Sunday morn.
[Chorus — Final / Desperate]
Bring back the kettle's whistle, bring back the light on the stair,
Bring back the way you called my name like an answer to a prayer.
Bring back the coat on the peg, the echo of your gentle scold—
I'll give you every tomorrow; take this life, I am sold.
[Outro]
Sabri walks the long road, a name that keeps its pain,
Immortal in the ledger, haunted by a single refrain.
If time will have no mercy, then let memory be its debt—
I'll keep the house in my chest and never learn to forget.