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AdrIA GreyTones - A Little Blue Afterimage

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AdrIA GreyTones - A Little Blue Afterimage

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AdrIA GreyTones
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LYRICS: [Verse 1] The curtains held the afternoon Dust turned gold above the chair You drew a crooked paper moon And left your crayons everywhere I found that box beneath the stairs With dates I almost knew by heart A birthday candle, plastic glare Your small hand waving before the cut [Pre-Chorus] Now every room is saved in files But none of them can hold your smile [Chorus] Memories painted in blue light Faces flicker, then disappear I reach through glass on a quiet night For the warmth that used to live here All that remains is a borrowed frame And a little blue afterimage [Verse 2] The tape runs crooked through the years A kitchen laugh, a slammed screen door Your mother singing through the fear While rain kept tapping on the floor I keep the old machine unplugged Still hear it turning when I sleep The past was never meant to be A perfect file we get to keep [Pre-Chorus] The brighter that the screen becomes The farther back the daylight runs [Chorus] Memories painted in blue light Faces flicker, then disappear I reach through glass on a quiet night For the warmth that used to live here All that remains is a borrowed frame And a little blue afterimage [Bridge] If I close my eyes, I can feel The woolen sleeve against my cheek The hallway smelled of dust and meals The kind of home no cloud can keep Let the picture lose its shape Let the missing years remain Some things fade because they lived Not because they were erased [Final Chorus] Memories painted in blue light Still turning softly in the dark I hold the silence, I hold it tight Like a match struck inside a heart Though every image fades to gray Your warmth is more than what survives No screen can take the world away From the hands that made mine feel alive [Outro] The curtains hold the afternoon Dust settles gently on the chair I leave the blue room and walk through Carrying what was always there