Lyrics

(Verse 1)
There was a home inside my hands
Two tiny stars, feet in the sand
We danced in kitchens, fell asleep
To whispered dreams we swore to keep

Then came the silence dressed in law
Tore through the door without a flaw
They said it’s fair, they said it’s right
But justice never met this night


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(Chorus)
Now the walls echo what used to be
The laugh of a son, the hum of a tree
My daughter’s song still clings to the air
But my arms reach out and find no one there

The quiet’s not peace — it’s a wound that sings
Of bedtime stories and butterfly wings
They’re not gone, just stolen by time
Yet every breath I take feels like a crime

(Verse 2)
They say I must not cry too loud
That dignity is silence proud
But they don’t know this war I wage
In courtrooms cold, on paper stage

They’ve drawn a map that splits my soul
Marked every fault, ignored the whole
But I remain the steady shore
Where son and daughter run once more

(Bridge)
I see them in the cracks of light
A shadowed hug, a kite in flight
I taste their joy in coffee sips
Feel tiny hands between my grips

No verdict, pen, or spiteful spin
Can unwrite where our hearts have been

(Final Chorus)
Now the walls echo what still will be
The strength of a father they couldn’t see
My daughter, my son — you’re never alone
Though silence fills this hollow home

And if the court forgets my name
You’ll still remember who withstood the flame
The quiet’s not end — it’s a vow to rise
To meet your future with open skies