This Room

This Room

 

The furniture’s been moved; no sofa, no chair.

The carpet is gone, the floor is laid bare.

The lamps have been taken; gone is their light.

The sunbeams that were, now give way to the night.

 

 

It’s hollow and empty, the echoes sound back

The curtains are closed leaving nothing but black.

There’s heaviness here; a stillness in the air.

It’s just not the same now, no reason to care.

 

 

   This room is a shell, an empty cocoon

   A vivid reflection of life in a tomb.

   There was a time it meant so much to me.

   I long for this room; the way it used to be.

 

 

I hold tight to the moments from evenings so long.

I can still hear the laughter that moved like a song.

The light I could trace on the soft silhouette

Gave warmth to this room each time that we met.

 

 

The wine filled the air with a scent so divine.

It danced with the perfume that flooded my mind.

The flicker of candles reflected in eyes.

The sounds of voices, the smiles, the sighs.

 

  

   This room is a shell, an empty cocoon

   A vivid reflection of life in a tomb.

   There was a time it meant so much to me.

   I long for this room; the way it used to be.

 

 

In this room was a treasure to find every day.

A daily adventure lived out like a play.

A memory, a vision, a life lived in a dream.

I loved this room; it was so real it seemed.

 

 

But that was all then, and this is all now.

The doors are closed, we move on somehow.

I will pray for a new day to open it wide

And put back the things that once were inside.

  

To lay down new rugs, and add some soft light.

And open the windows to make it feel bright.

To send music flowing on movements of air.

Place flowers on the table adorned with great care.

 

And on that day I will say:

 

   This room was a shell, was an empty cocoon;

   Was a vivid reflection of time spent in a tomb.

   But now it’s a place that’s my world to me.

   I love this old room; filled with you and with me.

 

 

2013, ATM

 

Reviews

[Ifreakinloveyou]

"But that was all then, and this is all now.

The doors are closed, we move on somehow" I was feeling like reviewing today :) I love how you make this about starting again at the end and how you used the chorus, even though it's repeated a few times it doesn't get old