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Smoke Carries You - ExChillCafe
The streetlights bend in evening air
Like they are mourning something there
A shadow moves across the floor
But doesn't walk like days before
The city hums a quiet tune under
A fading silver moon
No voice remains, no hand to hold
Just stories left in shades of gold
And the wind still carries your name
Like smoke that never feels the same
A fading smile, a distant sound
That lingers where you're not around
I see your trace in empty nights
In broken chords and fading lights
Though you're gone, the feeling stays
Like jazz that never truly plays away
The trumpet bends into the blue
Like it remembers parts of you
The rhythm falls then rises slow
Like something only ghost would know
A chair still waits beside the wall
But no one comes to hear it call
The room forgets but I recall
The way your silence filled it all
And the wind still carries your name
Like smoke that never feels the same
A fading smile, a distant sound
That lingers where you're not around
And I trace your shape in midnight air
In every note that isn't there
And though the song will drift away
It keeps your echo here to stay
No final word, no last goodbye
Just open space inside the sky
Where memories refuse to fade
And time forgets the plans we made
