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Shadows of Yesterday 1 by Comedy

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Shadows of Yesterday 1

Pop Ballad

0:002:58
Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Your shadow lingers on cracked sidewalks, where we once traced dreams in chalk,
The coffee's gone cold on the counter, just like the words we never talked.
Windows fogged with yesterday's rain, fingerprints I can still feel,
A silent room humming our old refrain, pretending wounds can heal.
[Pre-Chorus]
I caught your voice in passing cars, a fragment lost in the hum,
Midnight whispers between broken stars, nowhere left to run.
[Chorus]
In the shadows of yesterday, I find pieces I can’t let go,
A bitter wind that knows my name, pulls me under slow.
Fighting through the quiet ache, chasing ghosts down empty halls,
In the shadows, in the silence, I stumble but still crawl.
[Verse 2]
Your jacket hangs like a ghost on the back of an old chair,
I trace the worn threads with fingers bare, searching for you there.
The clock ticks loud against the wall, each second a steady drum,
Time folds the space where love once soared and left me numb.
[Pre-Chorus]
The city hums a tired tune, I’m a name you forgot to keep,
Footsteps fading, fading soon, into the deep.
[Chorus]
In the shadows of yesterday, I find pieces I can’t let go,
A bitter wind that knows my name, pulls me under slow.
Fighting through the quiet ache, chasing ghosts down empty halls,
In the shadows, in the silence, I stumble but still crawl.
[Bridge]
There’s a photo cracked and worn on the dresser where light breaks in,
I hold the edges, jagged and torn, like the stories that won’t begin.
Every breath a tidal pull beneath the surface of this ache,
But in the cracks, a stubborn hope refuses to break.
[Chorus]
In the shadows of yesterday, I find pieces I can’t let go,
A bitter wind that knows my name, pulls me under slow.
Fighting through the quiet ache, chasing ghosts down empty halls,
In the shadows, in the silence, I stumble but still crawl.
[Outro]
Dust settles on our quiet room, but somewhere beyond the pain,
I’ll learn to raise my eyes to the rising sun again.