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An Inventory of Absence - Auro
Lyrics by：QINGJING LUO
Composed by：QINGJING LUO
One chair two glasses
Three books you never finished
A blue dress behind the door
That is how our room remembers
The silver comb beside the mirror
A ticket folded twice
A faded flower in a bottle
A pair of ivory dice
A little dust upon the record
A shadow near the phone
A window facing westward
That never learned to close
Four letters tied with ribbon
Five matches in a tray
A calendar still waiting on an ordinary day
The whiskey in the cabinet has lost its amber flame
Everything has kept its place except the sound of your name
A room does not feel sorrow
A wall does not regret
A clock can count the hours without learning to forget
But every quiet object becomes a witness in the night
Holding what we left behind beyond the reach of light
At dawn I opened every drawer
I raised the dusty blind
I kept the books and photograph I left the rest behind
One chair one glass no dress behind the door
The room looked almost empty and somehow held much more
No grand farewell no final plea
Only an inventory of what you left with me
The key is on the table
The room belongs to morning
